I, Little Griseo, Tour the Infinite Realms

The desire to survive yielded good results.

Even though bones were broken, muscles strained, internal organs bled, and they were utterly exhausted...

Being able to live was good enough.

"It's finally... over!"

"..."

Some people awoke as if from a dream.

Others, their adrenaline fading, felt their pain return, gritting their teeth in agony, yet they were smiling.

"Thank you, honored deity!"

"Thank you, honored deity!"

"..."

"That's great, we survived!"

"Waaaaah..."

"We survived... we, we survived..."

"..."

People they knew, people they didn't.

It didn't matter!

They embraced each other, weeping, looking utterly mad.

Kevin stopped in his tracks, gazing in the direction the greatsword had fallen. The simulated black hole was no longer there.

He turned back again, looking at the people around him, looking at the path they had come, the survivors.

His expression remained cold and impassive.

However, the corners of his mouth turned up in a barely perceptible smile.

Perhaps...

He was truly happy.

But!

What exactly had happened?

Who was that phantom figure?

Kevin recalled the power that had nearly split the heavens and earth, and a chill ran down his spine.

Mister Knight had already vanished. But the influence he left behind had only just begun to manifest, and it would likely only grow more intense.

He estimated it would become even more troublesome.

Regardless!

The Mu Continent had ultimately been saved.

The post-disaster data statistics were not Kevin's concern.

He had Mei by his side and didn't like to think too hard.

All he knew was!

No matter what...

About a third of the Mu Continent's area had been destroyed in this battle.

This even included more than half of the core and developed regions. The losses incurred were likely immeasurable by data alone.

Therefore.

The fight against the Honkai... must continue.

The road ahead was long and arduous!

PS1: The fourth update is here. One more to go, I'll keep working hard~~

Main Story: 010. Little Griseo: I am your future daughter.

To be honest...

In Little Griseo's opinion.

Her own father, Hen, was already quite good. He was a decent person.

Responsible, capable. He was also family-oriented and kind-natured.

At least.

He was far, far better than someone like Siegfried.

You see.

Some things are only bad when you compare them.

Once they were compared.

Even Hen, due to Moth of the Fire's work, frequently traveled on business and worked overtime everywhere.

Before, he even hid it from Bianca, not wanting to see her even for the last time.

To avoid leaving more pain...

That was still much better than Siegfried!

Little Griseo herself naturally didn't dislike Hen. She held no grudges.

This was true even after awakening her past life.

As for his appearance.

Hen, though no longer young, was still a handsome older man.