Honkai: Man(Sludge) From Future

Meanwhile, far away in Europe, another Kaslana was also trying to figure out why she had fallen asleep.

"Lady Durandal, why did you fall asleep during your training break? This amount of training shouldn't affect your body."

Rita had prepared a towel and some replenishing food for Durandal.

Durandal was also somewhat confused. She explained, "I seemed to have gone to a place that looked like a Stigmata space. Something seemed to happen there."

As she spoke, she moved her body, still vaguely feeling the exhaustion of the battle.

"Rita, you might not believe this, but I fought in the Stigmata space, but my opponent didn't seem to want to fight me. No matter how I attacked, it was just desperately eating everything around it in the Stigmata space."

This topic was a bit difficult for Rita.

Artificial Stigmata could indeed allow Valkyries to experience the memories of past heroes' battles or lives, but this situation of entering the Stigmata space to fight was a first.

"Lady Durandal, is there something wrong with the Stigmata space?" Rita needed more information to come to a conclusion.

"No, I feel that the Stigmata has its own will. It records the deeds of past heroes and the traces of their existence, and it's only natural that it also preserves their will."

Durandal wiped her body with the towel, frowning as she recalled the situation.

"To be honest, the Stigmata space felt like a miniature bubble universe, except it's on a person."

"That monster was very strange, like an evil god from a myth. It was covered in tentacles and fangs. When I fought it, I realized that those tentacles weren't like tentacles at all. They were more like a chaotic flow of genetic information, appearing as tentacles while spreading."

"Those fangs weren't fangs either, but more like irregular inorganic matter. But I couldn't tell what material they were made of, and they weren't really related to Honkai. I couldn't feel that special sensation of Honkai energy overflowing."

Durandal seemed to have thought of something, and a helpless smile appeared on her face.

"When I was fighting it, it didn't have any desire to fight. The overall will it displayed was like, 'I am the Stigmata space, what's wrong with me eating my own stuff?' It had a wronged attitude. It also didn't have much hostility towards me, or rather..."

"It was even... a little bit... familiar?"

Durandal wasn't too sure, but she did feel a sense of familiarity from the information the monster emitted.

These words scared Rita. She had always known that Durandal was a monster-level Valkyrie. Who would have thought that she would encounter a monster she felt familiar with in the Stigmata space?

"Lady Durandal? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Rita just hoped that Durandal wouldn't undergo some strange mutation.

"I also hope I'm mistaken. After all, the thing had nothing similar to humans. Even if it turned into a Homu doll, I would accept it, as at least it has limbs and a head! But in fact, I chopped off more than one of its tentacles, and the monster still didn't want to fight me."

"What was it like?"

Durandal tried to find a way to describe it. She thought for a moment and said, "It's like, when you're playing a game and having fun, and I suddenly come up from the side and scare you. Then you push me away angrily, and then you go back to your game."

'That really is a deeply felt scene.'

Rita roughly understood the feeling Durandal had when encountering that monster in the Stigmata space.

"I couldn't find the monster's core, and I couldn't sever its connection with the Stigmata space. After fighting for a long time, I discovered that it did nothing but devour the Stigmata space."

Durandal shook her head and said, "Then I woke up inexplicably. It felt like it kicked me out of the game room as if it was annoyed by me."

"Was there anything else you gained, Lady Durandal?"

Rita wondered which Stigmata space Durandal had entered. If she remembered correctly, Schicksal's artificial Stigmata shouldn't have anything like that.

"Yes, I did gain something else."

Durandal suddenly straightened her face and said solemnly, "Rita, you know about Stigmata. As long as it's engraved on a Valkyrie, she can obtain different powers. At the same time, you'll also feel the memories and wills of the past heroes from the Stigmata."

"By the same logic, when I was confronting that being in the Stigmata space, I could also see the memories and will within it flash by. But I didn't feel anything similar to human heroes, or even any scenes similar to a bubble universe."

Rita was interested now, she curiously asked, "Then, what did you see, Lady Durandal?"

Durandal said very seriously, "War, I saw endless war."

"......"

Rita was slightly embarrassed. She didn't expect that answer.

'Have we ever stopped warring?'

Rita involuntarily had a similar question.

She thought about it and was certain that there was no truly peaceful era in human history.

Even now, there was still constant war in many regions.

"It's not the kind of fighting you're thinking of. It was a more terrifying and unacceptable kind of fighting. I don't know how to explain it to you. Imagine this scenario..."

Durandal slowly described the memory fragments she saw.

"Usually, during war, there is a limit that humans can't endure. When that time comes, no matter what the war is, just or unjust, the pace of war will be stopped either voluntarily or forced, and this is decided by the material base."

"But what if life breaks through that limit? They can eat anything to survive, they can modify their genes at will, they can change their limb structure, and they can create new lives that conform to their own ideology."

"You would see enemies that you hate and can never truly kill. Even if only one remains, they can still quickly create new lives and start the next battle."

"Life is forced to scatter and flee, separating themselves and the group across the universe, creating a space that won't affect each other."

"However, this distance would be quickly affected by the next wave of people. They would become very insistent on their own ideologies because of their own all-powerful nature."

"And the key thing isn't even that…"

Durandal pointed at Rita, then at herself, and said seriously, "In those memories, I didn't see any human-like figures similar to us. They seem like life, but they are also completely different from us."

Finally, Durandal reached a conclusion, saying seriously, "I suspect that it's not a human Stigmata space. It's very likely a genetic information library created by some unknown creature in the universe."

Lady Durandal still doesn't know that that place is actually the ancestral home of the Kaslana family.