But before anyone could continue sighing—
Otto was still speaking softly.
Only this time,
his words were directed at someone else.
"And Bianka—my final student."
"I manipulated your life,
charted the course of your destiny."
"On one hand, I gave you sincere devotion and cultivation;
on the other, I treated you as a chess piece,
taking and using you as I pleased."
At those words—
Durandal, watching from before the screen,
felt her body tense involuntarily.
She had expected it…
that in the final stretch of his journey,
Otto would speak of her.
Through everything revealed so far,
she could feel that Otto had indeed poured real emotion into her upbringing—
his wholehearted nurturing, his trust, his delegation of responsibility.
But truly hearing it now—
Hearing it spoken so plainly,
witnessing Otto, at the very end of his life,
reviewing his past with near-regretful murmurs—
Durandal's emotions became impossibly complex.
She could no longer clearly define
what Otto meant to her.
Trust?
Gratitude?
Hatred?
Understanding?
Perhaps all of them at once.
Yet when faced with Otto's genuine emotional confession,
the strongest S-rank Valkyrie of Schicksal
felt a rare sense of helplessness.
And Otto's voice continued.
"Do you know…"
"Everything I showed you in the final ten years of my life…"
"Was merely so that, after I am extinguished like this—"
"Someone would still be willing
to erect an unmarked gravestone for me."
Simple. Calm.
Yet the words struck straight at the heart.
[Rita: Lord Bishop's final wish…?]
[Sushang: Otto truly poured sincere effort into training Durandal?]
[Keqing: You can feel it in those memories…]
[Himeko (Honkai): But Otto is also the one who caused Durandal so much suffering!]
[Raiden Mei: That's true…]
[Kamisato Ayaka: Without Otto, Durandal and Kiana wouldn't have endured so much pain.]
[Rita: Still… the Bishop's dedication to Durandal was absolute.]
[Ningguang: Indeed—wholehearted, and filled with genuine emotion.]
[Tesla: But Otto was clearly using her!]
[Ningguang: That's what sets Otto apart—his worldview is utterly distorted…]
[Sushang: No wonder he once said, "He lost his father, but he still has me."]
[Tesla: Anything this guy says just begs for a punch.]
[Kafka: Yet when Otto said that… he truly meant it.]
[Kafka: His upbringing likely prevented him from ever developing a healthy psyche.]
[Himeko (Star Rail): It's impossible to define Otto's feelings toward Durandal…]
[Silver Wolf: Did he feel guilt?]
[Furina: An unmarked grave…]
[Furina: Is that all Otto really wanted?]
[March 7th: Somehow… it sounds really sad…]
It seemed Otto had finished speaking to everyone else.
It seemed his murmurs had reached their end.
And only then did everyone suddenly realize—
In the distance,
the colossal tree that pierced the heavens
had drawn much closer.
The half-buried ruins in the crimson sands
were now within reach.
Without anyone noticing—
Otto had already walked very far.
On this final journey of his life,
he was approaching the end.
And Otto Apocalypse's words—
spoken only to himself—
echoed softly.
"I do not need anyone to judge me."
"For these long yet fleeting five hundred years…"
"Were nothing more than
what a man could give…"
"For the sake of his own one-sided obsession."
His steps staggered slightly.
Yet he steadied himself.
Just as he had steadied
that conviction and direction
which had never once wavered.
At this moment—
No one spoke.
Everyone silently watched
that solitary figure on the screen.
Everyone knew—
Otto's journey was about to reach its end.
This man who inspired sighs and hatred alike,
who possessed brilliance worthy of admiration,
depth worthy of respect,
and tenderness that moved the heart—
Yet also committed deeds so vile they made one grind their teeth—
No matter what—
This Archbishop of Schicksal,
who had protected Earth and human civilization for over five hundred years,
who had fought the Honkai for over five centuries,
This man who had obsessively pursued the resurrection of his beloved for five hundred years,
This grandfather who doted gently on his granddaughter,
This ruler who always made the coldest, most efficient decisions—
Was now taking the final step of his life.
At this moment—
All viewers gave Otto
the most basic respect he was due.
"He has now reached the end of his journey—"
"What he sought to complete,"
"what he sought to witness,"
"what he sought to redeem,"
"Have already taken root
within the Imaginary Tree."
"They wait only for a lost messenger
to deliver the final message
before everything comes to an end."
"That moment will be neither too early,
nor too late."
Vaguely—
Many seemed to hear Otto's light, liberated chuckle.
The relief of laying down a burden borne for five hundred years.
The faint joy of a wish finally about to be fulfilled.
"It will become a requiem
that transcends death."
"It will become a hymn
praising the arrival of miracles."
"At that moment,
the world itself will turn
for the sake of one person alone."
"Let the imposed sins dissipate into smoke."
"Let the terminated will continue forward."
[Furina: It's starting… QAQ]
[Furina: I know Otto committed countless sins, but I'm still moved by how far he went for love…]
[Kamisato Ayaka: "These long yet fleeting five hundred years…"]
[Kamisato Ayaka: He gave everything—yet to him, it meant nothing.]
[Sushang: This is both Otto's brilliance… and his tragedy.]
[March 7th: Is another knife coming… please stop…]
[Herta: Otto really does love Shakespeare… even his final monologue is poetry.]
[Himeko (Star Rail): "Let the imposed sins dissipate… let the will continue."]
[Himeko (Star Rail): That refers to Saint Kallen, doesn't it?]
[Einstein: Ensuring Saint Kallen's will endures—this was Otto's lifelong wish.]
[Jean: Five hundred years…]
[Jean: Why does Otto's life feel so… simple?]
[Lisa: Or rather—monotonous.]
[Charlotte: Short, yet unbearably long…]
[Yanqing: Looking back… did Otto ever regret it?]
[Aventurine: Once the bet is placed, there is no regret.]
[Kafka: And Otto only ever followed his own heart—he never cared about judgment.]
[Durandal: Indeed… the Bishop never cared about others' opinions.]
[Sparkle: What he wanted was simple—yet greedier than anything.]
[Sparkle: Pulling the dead back from the river of time? That's madness~]
[Robin: "The world will turn for one person alone."]
[Robin: Otto's world always revolved around Kallen.]
[Ruan Mei: A requiem beyond death… a hymn of miracles. Beautiful words.]
[Hu Tao: And absolute tear-jerkers QAQ]
Bathed in the glow of the Imaginary Tree—
Otto's shadow stretched long across the sand.
Yet at this moment,
his figure no longer seemed frail or hunched.
In this final instant—
He took a deep breath.
With perfect grace,
he lifted his gaze toward the Imaginary Tree
hundreds of meters away.
Its radiant trunk and branches
were both illusory and mesmerizing.
This was the answer he had sought for so long.
This was the ending
that Kallen Kaslana deserved.
And Otto spoke softly—
Words that shook every soul watching.
"Let the vileness be buried with me."
"Let the light
extend into the future through you."
Facing the light—
The Archbishop of Schicksal let out a deep sigh.
"I deceived my friends…"
"I deceived my family…"
"I deceived the world
and the rules that govern it…"
"All for the sake of granting
the one true you—"
"A second life."
"I'm back…"
"Kallen."
In that instant—
Every heart trembled violently.
At the deepest, truest, most magnificent whisper of Otto's soul—
All the emotions that had been building,
all the atmosphere layered over time,
all of Otto's short yet impossibly long life—
Pain.
Obsession.
Regret.
Devotion.
Pursuit.
They all erupted at once
in the hearts of every viewer.
At this moment—
Countless beings were moved to tears.
Countless turned away,
pressing down the sting in their eyes.
Countless sighed softly.
Countless watched in silence and respect.
[Robin: "Let the vileness be buried with me. Let the light extend through you."]
[Robin: What a moving act of sacrifice and responsibility.]
[Hu Tao: Please stop stabbing my heart QAQ I want to sleep tonight…]
[Sushang: Is this the most devoted confession in the world…]
[Furina: A love that transcends death.]
[Furina: Deceiving even the world and its laws…]
[Furina: Just to give the most important person in his life a second chance…]
[Himeko (Honkai): This goes far beyond love.]
[Himeko (Honkai): For Otto, it was also faith.]
[Kamisato Ayaka: Faith born from love.]
[Einstein: …]
[Kiana: …]
[Kiana: Bring her back… good luck, Otto.]
[Raiden Mei: Kiana…?]
[Raiden Mei: …I understand.]
[Himeko (Honkai): Good luck, Otto.]
[Durandal: …Good luck, Bishop.]
[Rita: Good luck, Lord Bishop.]
[Tesla: I hate saying this, but don't make a fool of us—good luck, you bastard!]
[Sushang: Good luck, Rakshasa man!]
[Sparkle: Good luck, interesting Otto~]
[Ruan Mei: May you bring forth a miracle of life.]
[Himeko (Star Rail): Good luck, Otto.]
[Fu Hua: Good luck, old friend.]
[Theresa: Grandpa… good luck…]
Messages flooded the chat.
And in Schicksal Headquarters—
Otto looked at the screen, stunned.
He had anticipated everything—
Except this.
That someone as unforgivable as himself
could still receive
so much encouragement.
For a moment—
Even Otto's habitual smile
carried a trace of bitterness.
At that moment—
"Lord Otto…"
Amber hesitated, then spoke almost unconsciously.
"Good luck…"
Awkward.
Stiff.
Filled with unfamiliar sincerity.
Yet it was enough
to make Otto turn his gaze.
"I understand, Amber."
His emerald eyes softened slightly.
"Thank you."
In the pure white space—
Kallen sat on the ground, arms wrapped around herself, head lowered.
Her trembling shoulders betrayed her emotions.
Under this deepest, longest confession—
Even the saint of the Kaslana family
could no longer hold herself together.
That figure on the screen
had devoted his entire life—
Just to give her,
the one true her—
A second life.
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