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And at this very moment, within the scene—
Someone else was also passing through the rift in space.
It was Durandal.
Within a vast expanse of pure white, what suddenly emerged were the obsessions buried deep in Durandal's heart, along with her past.
On the screen—
"Good morning."
By the hospital bed, Otto, dressed in a doctor's white coat, was calmly peeling an apple in his hand as he greeted the just-awakened Bianka.
"G-Good… good morning."
Bianka replied a little haltingly.
Otto continued, his tone gentle.
"How is it? Are you getting used to life in the hospital?"
"Well… being hospitalized is just like this, isn't it? There's not really anything to get used to."
Bianka sighed, then suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, right. I've already chosen my given name and surname. It's written on the form on the bedside table."
"Bianka Ataegina."
Otto lowered his gaze, looking at the form in his hand.
Then he looked up at Bianka, meeting her eyes.
In those emerald-green pupils, it was impossible to tell what emotion lay beneath.
"Congratulations. From today onward, you have a name of your own."
"Doctor, you came so early this morning… are you here to arrange some tests?"
"Ah, no, no. Nothing like that. I just came to see you."
Otto smiled softly.
His tone and demeanor were gentle and approachable—
So much so that countless viewers outside the screen felt utterly stunned, unable to believe what they were seeing.
In fact, from the moment they saw Otto personally peeling an apple for Durandal—
The audience outside the screen had already fallen into dead silence.
This scene…
Was almost unsettling.
[Tesla:]
[Tesla: This is… Durandal's memory "547"?? This is Otto???]
[Yanqing: When did he… become a doctor again?]
[Hu Tao: Am I seeing things???]
[Hu Tao: Otto is peeling an apple for someone?! By hand?!]
[Rita: Other than Lady Theresa… Rita has indeed never seen the Archbishop treat anyone like this…]
[March 7th: This gentle doctor is actually Otto???]
[March 7th: Is he running a fever, or am I???]
[Furina: Otto can actually be this gentle?! Other than with Theresa…]
[Durandal: emmmmm]
[Theresa: I never thought Grandpa had such a side?!]
[Honkai · Himeko: Theresa's getting jealous?]
[Theresa: I am not!!]
Back in the scene—
Bianka looked at him with some confusion.
"…You really are quite free. Aren't surgeons supposed to die from overwork?"
"Haha, maybe it's because the departments in this hospital are divided very finely."
Doctor Otto smiled.
"Pediatric neurosurgery—just from the name, you can tell I won't have many patients, right?"
"…I don't really understand doctors' work. But speaking of which—when can I get out of bed and move around freely?"
Bianka was finding the constant lying down unbearable.
"I feel like there's nothing inconvenient about my body anymore."
"…Hmm, the timing is about right. How about today—you come take a walk with me first? If there's no problem, I'll let you move freely starting tomorrow."
"Really?!"
"Of course. Come on—an apple a day keeps the doctor away."
Otto smiled as he handed her the fully peeled apple.
He even cracked an extremely awkward dad joke.
"Eat this apple, and then we'll head out. How about that?"
At the same time—
He coaxed Bianka with the tone one would use on a child.
Under the gaze of Otto's emerald-green eyes, the still-young Bianka silently accepted the apple.
This was one of the very few times in her life when someone truly cared about her—
And she could feel it clearly. The concern of Doctor Otto before her came straight from the heart.
After that—
Otto took Bianka for a walk along the seaside.
"The region we're in was called Colchis in ancient times—yes, the destination of the Argo in mythology, where Princess Medea helped Prince Jason steal the Golden Fleece."
"??"
Naturally, Bianka's face was full of confusion.
"Mm, you're not very familiar with the story, are you?"
Otto paused for a moment.
"To put it simply: a princess who wielded magic fell in love with a prince who had come from afar as a ship's captain. For his sake, she helped him steal her own nation's divine treasure—the Golden Fleece."
"The prince and princess became husband and wife aboard the ship—but the real story only truly began from there."
"On the return voyage of the Argo, the princess's younger brother pursued them in order to reclaim the national treasure. For the sake of the prince, the princess showed no mercy and killed her own brother."
"The prince returned home in glory with the Golden Fleece. But the usurper who had promised to return the throne upon success refused to step down."
"So the princess used her magic, tricking the usurper into a cauldron of rejuvenation—and scalded him to death in boiling water."
"And yet, despite the princess doing so much for the prince—things no one else could possibly have done—the prince instead left her in fear."
"Because in his eyes, the princess's hands were already soaked in blood, and she was becoming more and more like a demon who killed without blinking."
"In truth, the prince had never expected his adventure to succeed."
"When the princess achieved it for him at any cost, what he felt was fear, dread… and even disgust."
Otto gazed meaningfully toward the distant sky.
His voice grew lower.
"The poison called love had already taken her soul. Her only choice was to support the one she loved at any cost—even if it meant dirtying her hands, even if it meant becoming an enemy of the world."
"The moment love took her soul… her entire life was already destined to be a tragedy."
"…Of course, compared to those pitiful souls who could only pine for their beloved their entire lives, she had once been happy."
"But in the end, she personally strangled the last proof of that happiness—
Her two children with the prince."
This myth, as told by Otto—with its chilling undertones—
Naturally made everyone outside the screen think of something else.
A person driven to extreme fanaticism for the sake of love…
Wasn't that Otto himself?
Was this story… an allegory for himself?
However—
At the very least, Otto would never harm anything related to Kallen.
The princess in the story was clearly far more unhinged.
[Nahida: Such a terrifying princess…]
[Kamisato Ayaka: Indeed… that's far too extreme.]
[Furina: Wait… why does this feel so familiar…]
[Furina: This story—are we sure it isn't based on Otto himself???]
[March 7th: The princess killed many innocents for the prince, her hands drenched in blood.]
[March 7th: And Otto, for the sake of reviving Kallen, also stained his hands with blood!]
[Tesla: They're the same kind of despicable personality!]
[Yanqing: Such an extreme princess…]
[Yanqing: But honestly, I think the prince has serious problems too.]
[Kaedehara Kazuha: But now, Otto's threat far exceeds everyone else's…]
[Honkai · Himeko: What he wants to do has already become the destruction of the world…]
Back in the scene—
Even Bianka was clearly shaken by the horror of the story.
"Mythological stories are really scary… but why did you specifically tell me this one?"
"Because you… will one day witness something similar in reality."
Otto turned back, his emerald eyes—deep as gemstones—looking straight at Bianka.
The meaning in that gaze…
At the time, Bianka did not understand.
But at this very moment—
As Durandal recalled all of this, and as every viewer outside the screen watched—
Their hearts skipped violently!
And under everyone's stunned gaze—
Otto spoke calmly, firmly.
"When that moment arrives… I hope you won't pity that princess."
"Her feet are already mired deep in a swamp of blood. Even if she herself wishes to turn back, that path will be just as exhausting."
As Otto spoke these deeply meaningful words—
The audience outside the screen erupted into an uproar!
At this moment—
At the very moment Otto said these words—
Everyone in the chat had already reached a conclusion.
These words…
Were spoken for Durandal.
They were a reminder, a warning—directed at her.
When you face such a situation in the future—
Do not go soft.
Do not sympathize.
Because—
The bloodstained princess trapped in the mire of love in Otto's story—
Was an allusion to Otto himself!
Otto Apocalypse!
As early as when Bianka was still a child—
Otto had already planned everything.
Bianka…
Would one day stand against him.
And now—
Just as he had planned—
Durandal, together with Kiana, had embarked upon the path to end him.
[Ningguang: Otto… these words…]
[Ningguang: Aren't they pointing directly at the present?!]
[Hu Tao: B-But… isn't this way too early?!]
[Rita: The Archbishop has always been the type to begin planning years—even decades—in advance.]
[Durandal: So… even back then, he had already…]
[Tesla: But why?!]
[Tesla: As long as Otto isn't brain-dead, why would he arrange opponents for himself in advance?!]
[Tesla: Especially someone as troublesome as Durandal—an S-rank Valkyrie, even one with holy blood!]
[Herta: Unless… this is a necessary condition for the ending he wants to achieve.]
[Honkai · Himeko: I'm getting more and more confused… Does Otto want others to stop him, or not?!]
[Honkai · Himeko: Shouldn't he want to smoothly sacrifice the entire world to revive Kallen?!]
[Theresa: Judging by Grandpa's personality… that really shouldn't be the case.]
[Theresa: If it were one of Grandpa's plans, no one else would ever know. With his abilities, he could make it completely airtight…]
[March 7th: But Otto seems to be deliberately letting the Hyperion crew and the people of Schicksal know about his insane plan?!]
[Star Rail · Himeko: And most importantly, he even arranged Durandal's defection, and Kiana…]
[Hanabi: Hahahaha, things are getting more and more interesting!]
[Hanabi: Otto can't just be defeated so easily—people this fascinating are far too rare in the universe!]
For a time—
Everyone harbored enormous doubts about Otto's plan.
As Theresa had said—
With Otto's ability, with Otto's intellect—
A top-tier master schemer like him—
If he truly wanted to plan a mad scheme to sacrifice the entire world—
There was no way even the slightest hint would leak out.
He could have turned everyone into his chess pieces and completed the world's sacrifice without resistance.
Yet now—
Otto's plan had been exposed not only to the Hyperion, Anti-Entropy, and even several S-rank Valkyries under Schicksal—
It had even caused Durandal, Su Changguang, Rita, and others to rebel!
He had personally pushed his most capable subordinates to the opposing side!
Such a foolish move—
Was absolutely not something someone like Otto would make!
And what truly chilled everyone—
Was that so many years ago,
When Durandal was still young,
Otto had already been paving the way for all of this!
He had been instilling in Durandal a correct way of thinking, a sense of justice—
So that when faced with Otto's plan, she would unhesitatingly stand on the side of protecting the world!
It could be said—
Durandal's righteousness
Had been forged by Otto himself, bit by bit, over all these years!
Back in the scene—
The young Bianka naturally could not understand Otto's meaning.
Nor could she imagine—
That the object of madness hinted at by the gentle doctor before her was none other than himself.
"Doctor… do you have someone like that around you?"
"Oh dear, if that were the case, this world would truly be terrifying."
Otto laughed lightly, exaggerating his expression.
Then he grew a bit more serious.
"Bianka."
"There are all kinds of people in this world. For all kinds of reasons, they commit all kinds of evil deeds."
"But I hope you'll believe one thing—
In the end, there are more kindhearted people than cruel ones."
"Because if that weren't the case, humanity would have already wiped itself out hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years ago."
The young Bianka didn't know how to respond.
After saying this—
The blond doctor turned toward the sea.
From his lips came verses the girl could not yet understand.
"There lies the island of graves, the silent island; there too lies the grave where my youth is buried. I shall take the evergreen wreath of life there."
"Having made such a decision in my heart, I boarded a ship and crossed the sea."
"To you, I remain the destroyer of all graves—for only where there are graves is there resurrection."
As everyone outside the screen watched Otto gazing at the sea, softly reciting poetry—
They felt a momentary daze.
This… really was Otto?
Just what… was Otto hiding?
He had instilled correct values in Durandal when she was young.
He spoke gently of how there were more good people than bad in this world.
He carefully peeled apples for Durandal, meticulously took care of every detail of Theresa's daily life.
What he presented to the world—
Was such an elegant, gentle exterior.
And yet, why was it—
That he himself was the madman he described,
The one mired deep in a swamp of blood?
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