I, Little Griseo, Roam the Myriad Worlds

Tens of thousands of years passed, and a new era was born.

While continuing to accumulate their strength, they were also fishing.

They had to prepare for both possibilities.

When their own strength proved insufficient, perhaps everyone in the world, joining forces, could provide some help.

At the same time, they kept Little Griseo's warning firmly in mind.

They focused their efforts on researching the Stigma Terminal.

Unfortunately...

The plan could not keep up with the changes.

The Will Expander commanded the Abyss Will of the intrinsic world, constantly devouring the real world through the influence of Honkai.

It seemed like a slow process.

But that did not mean this was the limit of what they could do.

They panicked.

They began a massive invasion without regard for the consequences.

The time they had originally possessed was compressed without end.

Even the Stigma Terminal was destroyed.

No one had expected this.

"Ah..." Little Griseo opened and closed her mouth in Deified Kiana's arms, wanting to speak yet stopping herself, then wanting to stop yet speaking. She felt that this was, perhaps, maybe, possibly her fault?

She really had not considered the possibility that the enemy would panic and resort to desperate measures.

Under normal circumstances.

The Will Expander certainly could not descend so easily.

Even the Abyss Will could not interfere with reality so effortlessly.

But!

If they were willing to pay any price and push all their chips onto the gambling table, reaching the point of practically flipping the table, then it was no longer impossible.

As I said.

That would not happen under normal circumstances.

Because...

The cost was enormous.

They had no reason, nor any need, to do something like that.

Judging from Little Griseo's assessment of the Will Expander's nature—like mud rotting in some shadowy corner—as