She never expected that she would actually have a fan… The idol star Shigure Kira, who "failed before even succeeding," probably never imagined that one day she would meet her very own real fan.
She hadn't even debuted yet. It was only the sight of her practicing hard alone at home back then that had somehow attracted a little fan.
Shigure Kira did not notice the loophole in Shun's words. Perhaps she didn't want to think about it too carefully, but now she rarely felt the urge to keep Shun by her side.
"But Lady Cecilia told me to send you to the rear…" Shigure Kira felt somewhat conflicted. If she was this child's idol, then how could Cecilia not be her own idol as well?
"Sister Kira, you know… I only have you and Sister Cecilia left… If it's Kira Star, she definitely won't refuse my request, right?"
Taking advantage of his young age, Shun put on a pitiful expression that made Shigure Kira momentarily unable to make up her mind.
I… I am a former member of the Snow Wolf Squad, one of Schicksal's only six A-rank Valkyries, the Floating Solar Prominence — Shigure Kira!
But… but he called me — Kira Star! He even called me Kira Star, and I'm his only fan.
Seeing that Shigure Kira's expression was no longer as firm as before, Shun struck while the iron was hot.
He shook Shigure Kira's hand and said weakly, "Kira Sister, Kira Star, can you sing a song for me?"
He… he wants me to sing for him! No one in her entire life had ever proactively asked her to sing for them!
Shigure Kira could no longer suppress the emotions surging out of her. She grabbed Shun and headed straight for the nearest visible KTV.
"Come on, little Shun. Let me show you the unparalleled singing voice of the world's number one idol, Kira Star!"
Shun showed a "plan successful.jpg" expression. However, what kind of hell awaited him next?
One must know that Shigure Kira's voice was originally intended to be used as a sonic weapon. The title "Herrscher of Death" was by no means an exaggeration.
I missed you, Sirin.
"Is this the place you mentioned, Bella?" Sirin and Bella's figures appeared not far from Babylon Tower.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze following the straight and steep lines all the way upward until it finally settled on the towering black building that stood like a giant between heaven and earth, piercing into the clouds. The entire structure was pitch-black as ink, emitting a mysterious and oppressive aura, as if it were a giant beast that had risen from the depths of a dark abyss.
Its height was breathtaking. Looking up, the top disappeared into the swirling clouds, making it impossible to see the full view. The massive walls were like an indestructible fortress, giving an endless sense of security.
Sunlight fell on the black surface but was not reflected at all. Instead, it was completely absorbed, making the entire building appear even deeper and darker. At this moment, she couldn't help but marvel — it was truly a work of gods and demons.
She then began to sense the condition of this building that Bella had mentioned contained a massive amount of Honkai energy.
"At the very bottom?" Sirin looked toward the base of the tower and casually opened a portal, teleporting herself and Bella to the bottom of Babylon Tower.
Looking at the Schicksal symbols visible everywhere inside the building, the corners of Sirin's mouth curled into a slight arc. She had finally caught the tail of this organization.
Just as Sirin was extremely excited about obtaining clues for revenge, Bella suddenly sprang into action, shielding Sirin behind her and looking toward a corner of the room.
"Queen, be careful. There are other life forms here." As a Honkai beast, she was born with the ability to detect life. It was perfectly normal for her to notice other people in the room before Sirin did.
"It's fine, Bella. No need to be so nervous." Thanks to her confidence in her own Authorities, Sirin was not worried at all about being ambushed.
Little Shun had once told her a story about a cautious hero. The protagonist's experiences in that story left a deep impression on her. Although before that day she had only treated it as a story, afterward Sirin began to rethink it.
Why did the protagonist Ryūgūin Seiya change from a hot-blooded idiot into someone who prepared meticulously for everything, to the point where it became almost pathological?
Sirin's answer was "loss." It was because he had lost something important that he became extremely cautious. The current Sirin felt something similar in her heart.
Therefore, as the Herrscher of the Void who controlled Imaginary Space, the ability of Imaginary Reconstruction was almost a passive for Sirin. Unlike Obito, who could only maintain it for five minutes, Sirin's permanent passive could last 24 hours without interruption.
Sirin slowly walked toward the place Bella was guarding. What she saw next made her anger toward Schicksal rise another level.
It was hard to imagine that on the Siberian land, which was shrouded in severe cold year-round with temperatures dropping to minus fifty degrees Celsius, there would be such a group of pitiful children. The clothes they wore were so thin it was heartbreaking. Some were barely clothed, only able to cover the key parts of their bodies. The cold wind pierced through their fragile defenses like sharp blades, reaching deep into their skin.
These children huddled tightly together, leaning against one another, trying to warm each other with their body heat. Their small bodies trembled uncontrollably. Their lips were frozen purple, and their faces were deathly pale. Every breath produced white mist, as if the flame of life could be extinguished by the bitter cold at any moment.
On the skin that should have been smooth and tender, frostbite marks were visible everywhere, shocking to the eye. Their skin was also covered with dense needle tracks, row after row, like ferocious centipedes crawling there, silently recounting the pain and torment they had endured.
Sirin suddenly raised her head and looked at the upper levels of Babylon Tower. It seemed very warm up there… It looked like she had found the enemies who had taken everything from her.
Sirin looked at her own hand, then at those children.
If time could flow backward, and if little Shun had never existed in the first place, would she have ended up like these pitiful children before her? Would she also be cowering in this icy, dark prison, day after day suffering inhuman torture and destruction at the hands of those sanctimonious, beast-hearted people? They treated these innocent lives as experimental subjects, completely ignoring their pain and screams, wantonly trampling on the bottom line of humanity. And she herself might have been in such a tragic situation, enduring endless torment and pain every single second…
"Bella, I want to kill people." Sirin turned back to look at Bella standing guard beside her. At this moment, her eyes were terrifyingly empty.
"As you command, Queen." Bella half-knelt on the ground, waiting for Sirin's next instruction.