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Kiana: Kiana... Kaslana?
In the chat group.
The crowd found their previous guess to be increasingly true.
My heart trembled slightly!
And in the picture.
Durandal, who was in this imaginary space, murmured to herself, seemingly having some guesses as well.
"I remember hearing about Anti-Entropy's agent manual mentioned more than once, and even more importantly—that girl. She mentioned replicants and said she wanted to snatch her away from those bad guys."
"So, these two memories really are..."
And also at this time.
The mysterious voice suddenly spoke.
"Very good, you actually realized this with the help of another power."
"I must say, I don't like talking to someone who's hiding their true intentions over a distance. Why don't you just say what you want to say? What exactly do you want to see or get from me?"
But faced with Durandal's questioning.
The voice did not provide a direct answer.
“We will meet soon. As I have said, I am the consciousness of this space itself—more specifically, the arbiter who provides you with trials.”
"My current personality comes from a fragment of a personality you just met that was left here—Siegfried Kaslana."
Suddenly!
Many viewers were taken aback.
Yulan Daier paused for a moment, then said...
"You're nothing like him."
"Perhaps, after all, I don't have emotions as complete as you humans. However, now that the conditions for the memories are basically in place, it's time to give you and me a chance to face each other."
This was accompanied by a voice claiming to be a fragment of Siegfried's consciousness.
Durandal was plunged into darkness.
When it lights up again.
And so they returned to that crimson desert!
A vibrant color!
Before them appeared a large, obviously dilapidated, brown rag doll.
"Alright, let's discuss the remaining issues face to face."
"Trial, do you require me to defeat you under the rules you've set?"
"You could say that, although I wasn't the one who created this space and established these rules. Everything I've done is simply to guide his descendants, to guide the inheritor of that special holy mark."
"The inheritor of special stigmata...do you mean someone like Siegfried? Or does it include me as well?"
"Siegfried... a pitiful man, even I feel sorry for him. He had clearly lost the chance to awaken, yet he still challenged me time and time again. I warned him that this would only make him sink deeper and deeper, peeling away more and more fragments of his personality—but that man was incredibly stubborn, just like his ancestors."
Speaking of which.
Durandal looked at the doll with a puzzled expression.
She had never known any of this before.
Kaslana's ancestors?
"ancestor?"
“Who else? His ancestor, Kevin Kaslana—his bloodline has passed down a special holy mark to this day, giving birth to this space, and giving birth to me as I am now. You have fought him directly. You must understand what kind of being he is.”
"You...you can even see these kinds of memories?"
"Of course, do you remember those black monuments of memory you saw along the way? They are the past that floated around you as the space rose and fell, waves that I casually stirred up in the sea of memories... It also means that the more you explore in this space, the closer you will get to me and the more you will be bound by me."
The giant doll gazed intently at Durandal.
"If you're still unsure of the root cause—before I tell you the final truth—I might as well let you recall some memories that have brushed past you. This may be somewhat unfair to you... but since you need to regain your freedom from me, it's something you have to face."
Hear this.
Durandal remained silent for a moment.
My mind was filled with even more doubts!
Things related to her...
Memories of passing by...
What...is it?!
And what is the final truth that this doll tells us...?
Without waiting for Durandal's reply!
A burst of white light engulfed everything!
A memory unfolds in Durandal's mind!
It was also shown to all the viewers off-screen!
Otto's voice rang out
"Oh, Ragnar, you've arrived just in time."
"Your Excellency, this is..."
“You are the child who was rescued. She was seriously injured, so I had to provide her with special treatment.”
"So you're saying you believe she can survive."
"She was an incredibly resilient monster, wasn't she? Being hit directly in the head by debris from a spacecraft thousands of meters in the air and falling into the depths of the snow-capped mountains in free fall—after all that, she still had vital signs when you found her. What extraordinary tenacity she must possess!"
So, in the end, she will still be herself, unaffected even by a single hair on her head?
"That's definitely an exaggeration, but it's generally true. I don't need to create another Soul Steel clone, and she will definitely become the strongest Valkyrie in Schicksal. A near-death experience is sure to bring good fortune, right?"
"Then... what about Siegfried and Lady Theresa...?"
“I’ll take care of their affairs. You don’t need to worry about my family matters—I don’t want her to be Kiana Kaslana anymore.”
"She has the right to break free from the conflicts of adults, embark on her own true path, and become the strongest warrior in the history of Destiny."
"When she awakens again, she will have a new name, a fresh start. She will be completely free from the personal grudges that are currently entangled her—"
"So let me put it this way, when that time comes, I will give this kid a purpose far greater than personal vendettas."
"And once she achieves that goal... she will also get revenge on me."
"That would be a happy ending for everyone—don't you think that's great?"
What is presented in the fragments of memory.
It was a scene where Otto hid the real Kiana!
Durandal also asked in confusion.
"What you just showed me was... Ragnar's memories?"
"No, that's not her memory."
"Since this memory doesn't belong to Senior Ragnar, it can only belong to Bishop Otto."
"Unfortunately, no. Do you remember what I just said? These memories are proof that you are bound by me."
"To put it another way—the area I'm protecting can only hold the memories of the same group of people."
"For this group of people, the original holy marks are inherited in their blood, and therefore they are deeply cursed by the source of history."
“Here, those memories from countless generations, whether conscious or unconscious, active or passive—because they share this incredibly special bloodline, were spontaneously collected by me and added to this sacred space called Kaslana.”
The puppet said a lot in one breath.
But Durandal reacted immediately.
"So you're saying that the memory you just had could only have come from a third party..."
"That's right—it's the child from my memory who was wrapped in Otto's soul steel and was undergoing some kind of treatment."
The doll still retains Rita's appearance.
This made Durandal feel a little awkward.
But the doll's continued words left her no time to pay attention to anything else.
“Recall everything you’ve seen here so far—Dr. May’s child, Kallen and her father, Theresa, Siegfried, and that child from just now… They all share the same blood and slumber with the same stigmata.”
"And I, deep within the imaginary space, have become entangled with this sacred space—with you—in some way..."
Yulandel seemed lost in thought.
"My memories are thus mixed with theirs, which makes it impossible for me to return to my original world normally. In fact, all of this was part of Otto's plan."
"Although your memories did not belong here before you arrived, it is no coincidence that you will become entangled with this space."
Rita continued speaking calmly.
Durandal also sensed... that she was getting closer and closer to the truth!
“As I just said, experiencing memories like those is somewhat unfair to you—because their foundation is also part of me, also the stigmata of Kaslana… It’s just that for other reasons, they reside within you instead of settling into my space.”
"To put it another way, Miss Durandal—not only does pure Kaslana blood flow through your veins... but the memory we just saw was indeed recorded from your own senses."
"You... are the third person involved in that memory."
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moment!
Durandal's body trembled!
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"You... are the third person involved in that memory."
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moment!
Durandal's body trembled!
His eyes revealed a hint of disbelief.
And at this moment.
The puppet was still talking.
"In that memory, you were called Kiana Kaslana by Otto Apocalypse."
It struck Durandal's heart with even greater force!
this moment!
The girl's heart was filled with mixed feelings!
It wasn't because she suddenly learned about her origins. Nor was it because the name held any special meaning for her.
You are you, and your surname has nothing to do with you.
What is a surname? It's not a hand, not a foot, not an arm, not a face... it's not any part of a person.
What does a name matter? The flower we call a rose will remain just as fragrant even if it has a different name.
Even if Romeo's name wasn't Romeo, he would still be just as endearing and perfect, needing no such superfluous title.
The girl was filled with mixed emotions because she thought of Siegfried, whose life was full of regrets.
It was because she thought of the person with whom she had just improved her relationship, the person who, with her will, courage, and even her life, gave the name Kiana true meaning.
She realized that this was a complex and damaging secret... and if the timing was wrong, the truth alone would not bring them any redemption.
In other words, until a truly appropriate day arrives, she can only allow them to continue believing that Cecilia's biological daughter... died ten years ago.