"I... am nothing more than a false life. The real Kallen died five hundred years ago."
After hearing Xu Yanwu's words, Kallen still hesitated. "I was only revived by Theresa. The Kallen of the past..."
"A false life... are you serious?"
Xu Yanwu interrupted Kallen again without hesitation.
It might have been rude, but Xu Yanwu truly had no intention of letting Kallen continue.
"A false life... do you think you're dead right now?"
"Was the person chatting with me and playing games with me just now some dead person?"
"No, that's not what I mean. I mean... my current body is the Kallen from five hundred years ago..."
"Here we go again..."
Xu Yanwu looked at Kallen. "Why do you think you aren't the Kallen from back then?"
"...Her memories have always been in my mind, but... when I look at them, it feels like I'm watching someone else's life."
After hesitating for a moment, Kallen sighed. "Even if Theresa could revive the body from five hundred years ago... is the revived me really the Kallen from five hundred years ago?"
"Otto... no, the Bishop. Did everything he did truly have any meaning?"
That was what Kallen said.
"Otto... I remember now. Otto was also partly responsible for this world becoming the way it is."
Xu Yanwu clicked his tongue and looked Kallen over from head to toe.
Xu Yanwu had once come into contact with the soul of Kallen from his own world. To him, the aura of Kallen's soul was still familiar.
"Are you really asking me that?"
Xu Yanwu pointed at himself, then at Kallen. "You, someone who can think, act, and control her own emotions... are asking someone else whether you're still the person you used to be, whether your existence has any meaning..."
"Are