She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a smiling blond man standing at the door.
The voice representing her id revealed the man's identity: "He's Otto Apocalypse."
The ethereal and lively id said, "Your relationship with him is hard to describe."
The superego's words were filled with indifference and coldness. "He claimed to be your friend, but he lied to you."
Otto naturally had no idea that his old friend was currently discussing him. He merely jokingly responded to her silence.
"Don't say hello? Well, that's okay. After all, you just woke up and need continued observation and treatment..."
Seeing her lack of reaction, Otto didn't take it seriously. He said calmly, "Although the test results show you've fully recovered, you haven't regained consciousness yet. I've always worried something's wrong."
As he spoke, he glanced at the silent Fu Hua, as if remembering something. He asked tentatively.
"You won't blame me, will you, old friend? Are you... okay? Do you recognize me?"
Those words instantly stirred up three forces in her mind.
The most lively ego, her id, made no attempt to conceal its feelings. "I'd recognize him even if he were ash. Just tell him so."
The superego, though not as radical as the id, said, "Let's see what he's up to first. We can't attack unarmed people."
The id, upon hearing this suggestion, immediately lost control and said angrily.
"Huh? This guy can conjure up a weapon at any moment!"
The third ego, at this moment, offered a pertinent suggestion. "Ask him why he's here."
And so she did.
This wasn't some secret, so Otto didn't hide it. He said directly.
"Because I don't want you to die."
As he spoke, Otto Apocalypse couldn't help but chuckle at himself. It was he who had clearly shot the man, yet he still claimed he didn't want him to die. It was truly amusing to say that.
But he had no intention of changing his tune, continuing.
"We've known each other for a long time, old friend. I know your brain injury won't kill you, but I don't want to waste twenty years."
As if addressing an old friend with whom he had been on good terms for many years, Otto wore that annoying smile and spoke calmly.
"After all, you don't owe me anything, yet I shot you. So I brought you back and healed your wounds."
Otto's response naturally triggered three reactions in her mind.
The superego said coldly, "How good this man is at whitewashing his evil."
The ego also didn't believe Otto's story, but she seemed to have something else on her mind. "He's a venomous snake, but..."
"No buts! He killed you, he brought about the Honkai Eruption, harming everyone in Saint Freya, and he shows no remorse for it!"
But before he could finish, the most radical and untamed ego bluntly and directly interrupted him, delivering the final verdict on Otto's death, words filled with anger.
Otto, unaware of these assessments of himself, glanced around and said calmly.
"Alright, old friend, this isn't the place to talk..."
Perhaps fearing she'd be fooled and then bewildered by his ramblings again, ego who knew Otto well shouted excitedly.
"Do you still dare to trust him? He'll betray you without a second thought!"
"Think carefully about how he treated you back then!"
The moment it finished speaking, past memories, fragments of her own death, unfolded like a scroll.
The man pointed a golden gun at her forehead. The memory was so quiet, only anger rumbling in her chest.
But at that time, he had merely feigned resignation and said something.
"Immortal Jingwei, I didn't lie."
The gunshot rang out, and with it, a long life vanished.
Incredibly, she remembered feeling no pain at the time, yet now, recalling it, it felt so heartbreaking.
The ego, feeling the same pain, grew agitated.
"That's it! This kind of pain... Let him taste the pain you've endured!"
The superego, seemingly detached from the world, was also touched by the pain and chose to echo the ego's suggestion.
"He's the most dangerous man on Earth. His evil plot must be stopped."
The id, like the two above, asked with a guiding tone.
"Now is the best opportunity, isn't it?"
"..."
...hesitant.
The superego added strength to this. "If we don't stop him, more people will die... More tragedies will occur."
Id added, "He destroyed Kiana, your friend. He turned her into a monster..."
Superego said calmly, "He killed Himeko. If it weren't for him, the captain wouldn't have had to sacrifice everything."
Id offered another excuse, "He also took **** from you, didn't he? He thought you'd forgotten everything... but you hadn't..."
A name appeared in her mind, then vanished without lingering.
Only a trace... but there was only a trace...
She instinctively felt sad.
Seeing this sadness, Himeko couldn't help but feel a little curious.
After all, suddenly seeing something like a blocked word made her curious, didn't it?
"What does that mean?" The always direct Himeko looked straight at the main character, Fu Hua, beside her.
Fu Hua, somewhat helpless, said bluntly, "I don't know." She had almost forgotten most of her past.
Only recently, with Book of Fuxi's presence, could she recall certain things.
The previous questions in the Q&A space seemed to have revealed quite a few things, but... It just leave them there hanging, who knows what they are?
"Is that so? That's a bit of a shame."
Himeko had been impulsive about this and didn't take it too seriously. She felt a little frustrated when she didn't get an answer.
"But... Captain, do I hold that position?" She suddenly noticed something about herself in the video, and she was puzzled.
Himeko had served as a stormtrooper in her youth and had held other positions later, but such positions had largely ceased to exist since St. Freya Academy.
As the only A-rank Valkyrie in the Far East branch... Even if she break into pieces, she wouldn't have the opportunity to lead anything due to overwork.
Theresa folded her arms and smiled. "Who can predict the future? If we attack headquarters, Himeko, you're indeed the right person to become a captain, aren't you?"
During this casual conversation, the imagery continued.
The superego's calm tone was filled with freedom and joy. "Now you can remember everything. Nothing can stop you. You can... be whole again."
"First, you have to—"
The ego's unfinished words, delivered by the abnormal id, shouted passionately.
"Kill him!!!"
After the ego, the id, and the superego reached a consensus, there was no need to speculate on the choice to make.
Following the voice in her head, she walked straight towards Otto Apocalypse.
The venerable Archbishop of Schicksal seemed unaware of what was about to happen. He remained calm as Fu Hua approached, smiling and saying,
"Wait a moment, old friend... I—"
Her movements were lightning-fast, leaving him no time to continue. Her hand grasped the man's face, and before his smile could turn to confusion, it gave way to panic.
Otto Apocalypse looked at her, as if about to say something, but only a few meaningless notes escaped his grasped mouth.
"...Gu...I...that..."
The superego was cold, "How pathetic!"
The ego was calm, "He deserves it."
And the rather unusual id even hummed a tune at this moment, "Hum-hum-hum, la-la~"
And the outside world...
She raised her fist and struck that sanctimonious face—down!
The following scene hardly needed words.
In the gradually darkening screen, only the dull bang, bang, bang sounds indicated that something was happening.
Naturally, everyone watching the video paid close attention to this delightful development.
"Ugh, this is making me so mad! Why isn't there any video?!"
Although hearing Otto's pained groans was quite satisfying, not being able to actually see him get beaten left Tesla stomping her little shoes in frustration.
The others clearly felt the same way.
Himeko, however, didn't seem too concerned and only chuckled as she spoke.
"Mm… I suppose this is what they call violent imagery that is not easy to show, right?"
Just imagining that infuriating Archbishop getting pummeled was enough to make people feel good.
But still, scenes of fists striking flesh directly were perhaps a little too brutal.
After all, there were minors present here right now.
—The Ural Silver Wolf suddenly felt slandered.