In the room on the third floor.

Mistellin's head was covered with lumps, and her left eye was not only swollen, but also had a large black frame on it. Her originally beautiful and charming big eyes had now completely turned into a pair of black and white panda eyes, one large and one small.

If it were any other time, Mistyline would have started yelling, crying and rolling on the ground to gain everyone's sympathy.

But now, she didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being angry. Instead, she was radiating the radiance of maternal love, looking at Kiana tenderly with kind eyes.

"Hehe... Sister Kiana... my family... sister..."

Kiana, on the other hand, looked aggrieved and was hugged tightly by Mistierine.

Jiuxiao had told Kiana about the origin of Mistellyn, so Kiana felt that in a sense, Mistellyn could really be considered her sister...

But when Kiana called Mistellin sister, she couldn't feel the closeness and warmth that she felt when she called Yulandel sister. She only felt endless frustration!

The guy who always bullies you and gets beaten by you suddenly turns into your sister... Kiana is so confused now.

"Alas, why are these memories only fragments... If I knew you didn't have any memory of the video at all, I would decide whether I should smash your bunny head or call you sister..."

Kiana looked up at the sky, with only infinite regret and remorse in her eyes.

But before she could look at the ceiling for a few seconds, two large thunders blocked her way.

After removing the two enviable thunderbolts, there was Mistellin's squinting eyes, a seemingly friendly and gentle smile...

Kiana silently let go of her hand and returned the two big thunders that had been pushed away to their original positions. In this meaningless world, instead of looking at Mistlin, let's look at her big thunders.

"Sister Kiana~"

"Don't... just call my name, I'm getting goosebumps..."

“Well… what a pity. But since Kiana said so, as a big sister I can’t refuse…”

Mistellin touched Kiana's head regretfully, and then asked with worry and nervousness.

"Kiana, what are those memories you mentioned? Did they appear after coming to this world? Were they implanted by others or did they awaken on their own?"

"Um, how should I put it...it seems like it happened just a few days ago. At that time, didn't I borrow some power of the end for unknown reasons? And then it was like my Ren and Du meridians were opened, and pictures began to emerge in my mind one after another..." Kiana said silently.

Kiana didn't know why she was able to borrow the power of the end. At first, she thought that she would become the new Herrscher of the End in the future as Jiuxiao said, so it was normal for her to borrow the power of the end.

But as those scattered memories emerged one by one, Kiana felt more and more that the power was deliberately left for her by someone in order to wake her up, or to remind her.

"The power of the end... the Herrscher, or the final test of the Honkai for civilization. What is the relationship between the power of the end and the God of Honkai..."

Mistrynne thought of a lot of things at once.

Jiuxiao once told her that he was going to become a Honkai God, so can it be understood that Jiuxiao has come into contact with the power of the end?

So is Jiuxiao's abnormality the same as Kiana's, caused by countless unknown memories affecting his mind?

To the point of imagining yourself as the God of Collapse?

Mistellin's expression became serious, and she looked at Kiana seriously. "Does Jiuxiao also have this situation? Kiana, you may not know that the humorous and gentle Jiuxiao in front of us on weekdays, in places we can't see, he..."

"It's almost being swallowed by the darkness, or rather...it has already abolished the darkness and turned into a complete nightmare, right?"

Kiana interrupted Mistierine and continued what she was saying.

Mistellyn nodded. "Hmm...it seems that Kiana knows much more than I do..."

"Alas, I only have a vague understanding. I don't know the details, but in those memories, most of them ended with the annihilation of all things."

Kiana rubbed her brows, her face full of melancholy and confusion.

The once silly and innocent girl now suddenly has many cruel "end of the world" in her mind that she has never seen and does not believe will exist.

The original sin of humanity, the anger of unwillingness, the rivers of blood, the mountains of flesh and blood, the world of despair and darkness...

“When I got these memories, I thought of them as countless possibilities for the future.

His first reaction at that time was to tell Jiu Xiao, because with his strength, if he could know something in advance, maybe he could change the future...

But until the future seen in a picture, the end of the picture was Jiu Xiao personally washing the whole world with blood...

I gradually began to feel shaken and confused. I wanted to see more, wanted to know more things, and wanted to know what Jiuxiao had experienced in the future that made him want to destroy everything.

But the numerous redundant memories made my mind confused and affected my sanity to a certain extent. I couldn't continue reading and couldn't find the answer..."

Kiana closed her eyes, hugged her legs with her hands, curled up into a ball and huddled in Mistellin's arms.

"The moment I heard that Bronya was injured, I wanted to help her... but before I could act, my mind was retrieving information, and all the known future information about Bronya emerged in my mind.

Whether he is saved or not, the future is a cruel and dark one for Bronya. Even freeing Bronya in advance is just a consistent joke.

Sister Mistrylin... I'm so scared... I'm so scared that the scenes in my memory are the future that cannot be changed...

If that is really the case... if it is really like in the picture, it is Jiu Xiao who washed the whole world with blood... Sister, I really don’t know how to face him again..."

Tears fell from Kiana's eyes, wetting Mistry's clothes.

Predicting the future sounds powerful, but in fact, for the user, it is a divine punishment that constantly tramples on his own heart and ideals.

The girl didn't know how to become her own lover, and she couldn't make a choice between the world and her lover... The Kaslana bloodline and family motto that she was once proud of seemed like a curse at this moment, constantly circling in the girl's heart.

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