After Kallen and Yae Sakura’s wedding ceremony ended, Enoxia immediately left the scene. The villagers, as if relieved of a heavy burden, wiped the cold sweat from their brows and trudged away on numb feet.
Enoxia arrived at a secluded corner outside Yae Village, where a man knelt on the ground, surrounded by four Honkai zombies guarding him from all directions.
He was the father of the Yae sisters—the chief priest of Yae Village. Enoxia didn’t believe a man who could order his own daughter’s tendons severed, a man who cheered when his child was killed, deserved to be called their father.
So she erased all traces of his existence from everyone’s memories. That was why no one noticed his absence at the wedding.
“Do you… admit your mistakes?”
The man kowtowed fervently, his forehead pressing into the dirt.
With a wave of Enoxia’s hand, the two zombies flanking him raised whips studded with barbs.
Her voice, like a demon’s whisper, echoed directly in his mind:
[I am ignorant.]
“Crack!”
“I—I am ignorant!”
[I am heartless.]
“Crack!”
“I am heartless!”
[I am unforgivable.]
“Crack!”
“I am unforgivable!”
[I failed my family.]
“Crack!”
“I… failed my… family…”
[I failed Yae Village.]
“I… failed… Yae… Village…”
By the fourth lash, he lost consciousness.
Enoxia exhaled deeply and wiped his data from existence.
Later, at Yae Sakura’s home…
“You’re leaving already?” Sakura asked.
“My goal here was to eliminate the Herrscher of Corruption from the previous era and retrieve the Divine Key, ‘Jizo Mitama.’ Now that it’s done, I should go. Rin is waiting to see her sister.”
“Then… what will become of this world?”
Enoxia pointed at the floating crimson fox, Higokumaru, who hovered like a certain emergency food:
“Like me, Jizo Mitama can shift between data and physical form. So this world will be preserved within it—and since I’ll carry the Divine Key inside me, as long as I survive, this world won’t vanish.”
Enoxia had clearly taken inspiration from Durandal’s method of anchoring a world bubble within herself. But for Enoxia, it was effortless—just another program running in the background.
Rin, who had been mourning Rin’s departure, suddenly brightened.
“Does that mean… we’ll meet again?”
Enoxia grinned. “Of course! This isn’t goodbye. We’ll definitely see each other again.”
Before leaving, she decreed that Yae Sakura and Kallen would hold veto power and final authority over all village affairs in her absence. Then, with Rin in tow, she exited the data space.
July 2, 2002 – Elysian Realm
Enoxia returned straight to the Elysian Realm, heading directly to Sakura’s domain.
Sakura sat alone beneath the cherry blossom tree, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.
“Miss Enoxia… you’re back. Does this mean…?” For the first time in 50,000 years, hope flickered across Sakura’s face.
“Mhm. Your data was invaluable. I brought her back.”
Enoxia waved her hand, and Rin’s memory construct appeared beside her. After a glance at the reunited sisters, Enoxia quietly left.
“Big sister!”
Rin sprinted forward and threw her arms around Sakura. Sakura’s heart skipped a beat, her body freezing in shock. But the tremor in her soul told her—this was real.
Noticing Sakura’s stiffness, Rin loosened her grip, ready to explain. After all, coming back after 50,000 years was hard to process.
But before she could speak, Sakura pulled her into a crushing embrace.
“Rin… I knew it was you the moment you appeared. It’s just… after 50,000 years, I… I’m sorr—”
Rin pressed a finger to Sakura’s lips, smiling softly.
“You were always my sister, right to the end. There’s nothing to apologize for. Just like before, we’ll be together from now on.”
Tears streamed down Sakura’s cheeks as she felt the void in her soul—one that had lingered for millennia—finally begin to heal.
Vill-V’s Workshop
Higokumaru flitted around curiously, poking at gadgets.
“Big sis, what’s all this stuff?”
Enoxia shook her head. Understanding Vill-V’s inventions without explanation was beyond even her.
“Ohhh… so she’s the spirit of Jizo Mitama?” Vill-V mused, studying the lively fox.
“That’s one way to put it,” Enoxia said, beckoning Higokumaru, who transformed back into a crimson-bladed sword in her hands.
Vill-V placed the Divine Key on her workbench, tapping it with a tiny hammer and running scans. Her focused expression told Enoxia she was in her “Expert” persona.
After a while, Vill-V handed it back.
“Well?”
“Initial analysis suggests Jizo Mitama can influence minds—even alter a person’s data. And not just memory constructs like us… it works on living humans too. Fitting for you to wield it.”
Enoxia nodded. Without spoilers, Vill-V was spot-on.
“Pity we were in such a rush 50,000 years ago. Our research on the Herrscher of Corruption was too shallow. I can’t offer deeper insights… unless you test its Maximum Output?”
Enoxia’s eyes widened. Using a Divine Key’s full power inside the Elysian Realm? Only Vill-V and Mobius would dare suggest that.
“Not willing? Fine. You’ll get chances in the real world. Let me know how it goes.”
Main Hall
Eden’s lounge was as lavish as ever. Enoxia found Elysia lounging lazily on a sofa, waving as she entered.
“Well, well~ Long time no see?”
Enoxia sat beside her, and true to form, within a minute, Elysia had snuggled up, resting her head on her shoulder.
“I heard about Sakura, but I’d love to hear the details from you~ Nothing beats the storyteller’s touch?”
Enoxia conjured tea and sweets, and they chatted between bites.
“…A reunion across 50,000 years… Who knew the Herrscher of Corruption’s power could be so romantic? You’ve outdone yourself~”
With Jizo Mitama secured and her strength heightened, Enoxia was content. Everyone had gotten their happy ending.
“Elysia, I returned not just to play, but to ask for your wisdom. I don’t need immediate answers—just your unparalleled insight.”
“The current era’s achievements owe much to the Previous Era’s legacy. Yet we know Earth’s civilizations cycle every 50,000 years.”
“The stronger the Herrschers, the stronger the civilization. Even with unknowns, preserving fragments of knowledge across cycles shouldn’t be impossible.”
“So why… did the civilizations from 100,000, 150,000, even 200,000 years ago leave behind almost nothing?”
