Kiana froze for a few seconds, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of her lips as she murmured, "It's a lie. This has to be a lie..."
Yet the memories Cecilia had once sealed away with her own hands finally surfaced from the deepest part of her mind... At last, they stopped on her tiny hands, covered in blood, on Siegfried leaning against her, his head resting weakly upon her childish shoulder. His eyes were half-open, blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, yet his face bore a father's unique smile. His right hand rested on Kiana's head, covering her eyes so she would not see a reality too cruel for her, as he said weakly, "This isn't your fault, Kiana..."
"I'm sorry. Daddy can't stay with you until you grow up... But I believe you can become a Kaslana I'll be proud of..."
"The last thing I want to say is... I have always loved you deeply, Kia... na..."
When the memory reached this point, there was only endless pain in her mind. Pain from the bottom of her heart, pain from her soul. It was helplessness, regret, the remorse of being unable to do anything but watch, unable to change anything anymore!
The pain of her mind stirred the pain of her body, which gradually went numb. Both body and soul seemed to be numbing, and her whole being seemed to be sinking into the sea, descending step by step into endless darkness.
Then a tiny light appeared not far from Kiana. Unable to control her consciousness, she slowly drifted closer... It turned out to be a glowing seed, a seed in the deep sea.
The seed instantly sprouted, then rapidly grew. It seemed as if countless years had passed, yet perhaps only an instant.