The new branch
Space and time are difficult things to understand. They are both at the same time malleable as well as being fixed. They are simple yet complex. Thus when it comes to having the ability to alter the space/time plane it leads to a lot of possible issues as the ripples from such changes not only flow forwards but backwards from the point of change and if a person does not take into consideration what possible changes they have done they could lead to unfathomable damage.
This is what happened when Otto apocalypse reached the imaginary tree. He understood that the altering of any of the current existing timelines would cause problems. Possibly even catastrophic collapse of those branches of the tree or worse. So he chose to do something that most would not even consider.
Otto however has had half a millennium to make his plans and carry them out. In his eyes the current time line was as good as forfeit. The damage had been done. However here in the sea of quanta, with access to the imaginary tree he could change the fate of the world. It just required a surgical insertion from him. Altering fate and creating a new branch.
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The ripples from the creation of the new timeline ran through the length and breadth of the timeline however they affected the world in ways that the patriarch would have never expected. What he did not know was that he had already been affected by one of the ripples from his actions.
This one act of creating a new branch, the creation of a new possibility accidentally set upon the world one of its most powerful antagonists, whilst at the same time being what can only be described as a scared and misunderstood child. The name of that threat to the world that he unleashed with this act? Sirin.
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In Belarus there was a small village. It was out of the way, and small enough that the people who lived there could know each other well, however with the threat of the honkai to the world it was not unknown for strange things to happen on occasion. The people in the village had seen the flying ships that the governments used to fight the monsters. The mechs and other marvels, they just kept their heads down as they had to make a living.
So it was that one day a child was found crying out in the woods by a band of hunters. No one knew where the child was from or who had abandoned them all that they knew was that the child had been left. The village doctor looked the child over and was enraged. Apart from her unusual hair color, she was obviously abused, the doctor however was glad that she was so young as it meant that there would be no way for the child to remember.
So it was that the child was taken in by the village. One of the women adopted her and gave her a name, that name being Sirin. The girl adored her mother and did whatever her mother told her. She was a true little mothers girl and the village found it adorable. Her long purple hair made it easy to see the little girl following behind as they went about their chores, or helping around the village.
Things however were not to last.
Word spread about a plague, and a group of uniformed men came to the village to help the men that came from shiksal.
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Sirin was scared. She did not like these people, they were strangers, people she had never met. She knew that they said that they were here to help with a sickness that had broken out. That they were here to help them get better. That however did not help the feeling in her belly. They all wore masks, some even had guns.
The ones in white were taking blood and putting it into a machine, she did not know why. Soon it was her turn. She watched the man's eyes as he looked at her. He did not even spare her a glance, just looked at the needle and drew the blood before putting it into the machine as she was waved off to a holding area to wait for the results. Whatever they might be.
The next day they were told to go into a tent to get the vaccine, afterwards they would feel woozy and be carried to a bed to rest.
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The room in which she awoke could not be described as such. The walls were made of metal, so was the 'bed' on which she had been strapped down to. There were machines and computers lining the walls and the door was of a thick metal with a lock that seemed to have been made to be specifically designed to be hard to open. She was lying there in only a medical gown, her senses hazy when people came in through the door. She could not see what they looked like, their faces were covered in what could only be described as hoods and a reflective covering preventing her from seeing their faces.
She could however hear what they were talking about. Something about advancing their knowledge of STIGMA, the usage of HONKAI for the greater good of humanity. More and more they went on.
It began with the stripping of their humanity, their names. Experiment number 52. She had been reduced to a number. A thing for the monsters that inhabited this place that she had heard was called the Babylon labs to play with. She and the few friends she had made were slowly being driven insane by the constant stream of experiments. The monsters were not even shy of telling them that they did not exist to the world, that they did not matter. They lived in cells, small cells with only a bed and utilities, this led out to a large hall that was a multipurpose room for them to congregate. The hall was where they would eat, exercise and would have their numbers counted at the end of the week.
Even in this hell She still managed to make friends with some of the other 'experiments'. It was however not long before some began to not return. They did not know why this was happening, only that they were looking for something.
The toll started to really affect her when her friends did not return from their weekly times in the just left and never returned. Of Course any questions she asked were promptly ignored as beneath notice. She would not find out what happened until it was her turn, during the experiment when one of the techs was talking to his partner saying that she was as weak as the others and would die just like the rest.
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It was like a dream, losing one's sanity. The sheer rage and despair involved. Losing her grip on reality. All that she knew was that after all the time that she had been here the monsters that had tormented her, they had to be punished.
Something must be done. It was at this point she started to have a feeling of power. An overwhelming elation, an urge to destroy. It was then that she blacked out. Only disjointed memories, memories of men running, of blood, of laughter. She could remember the elation, satisfaction. She could remember rage and sadness. But most of all she could remember an overwhelming sense of loneliness.
It was when she awoke she was being ushered out of the facility by people who she had never seen. People telling her that it would be alright. They were lying. They were all lying. Mama was dead. Her friends had been killed by these people. Why would anyone else be any different?
They were all greedy, jealous and untrustworthy.
She needed power to keep herself safe. To be safe from these evil people she will do anything! It was then that she started to hear a voice! Looking for its origin was from a small bug-like creature, curious she listened to what it said. The honkai energy, she could absorb it, to become more powerful!
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Thus began the events of the second honkai war, a war in which a young girl that was turned into an experiment, a girl that wanted nothing more than love and friendship was pushed beyond her limits and beyond to insanity.
The damage she caused in her insanity was almost unthinkable, all of which was almost stopped by the actions of one woman who, when trapped within an illusion, treated the girl as what she was, a little girl and formed a bond with her.
Due to Cecillia Shariac actions Sirin managed to claw back her sanity in her last moments. Let her wonder what it would be like if she could have a second chance not knowing that she would receive one.
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Her eyes opened upon the room in which she had been given within the illusionary world. The small plushy of her beloved Bella within her arms. She could still feel the cores, her powers contained within. So close but so distant. She felt as if she was stretched thin whilst also being held confined. It was a strange sensation.
The voice, the sensation that had been urging her on, was no longer there. The voice of 'God' had vanished. She was here within this house. Her sense of self was slowly beginning to return. Her memories of her mother were returning. Half forgotten and buried beneath the pain that the monsters had done to her. The memories that the woman cecilia had cared for her as her own, loved her as her own. These allowed her to calm herself.
When she arrived in the living room she was confronted however by what looked to be herself.
"So you have arrived!" came the distorted voice. Standing there before her was an identical version of herself in the outfit that she had worn during the rampage she had gone on. Looking down she was wearing some of the clothes that Cecilia had given her.
"Yes." sirin muttered her guilt starting to surface. Her mother would be appalled at her. She had been bad. She knew it, She had to make up for her mistakes somehow!.
"We failed, we failed our God!" screamed her other personality in rage, her hair flying around her in reaction. Sirin grit her teeth at this girl's priorities. She wanted the power for her friends, not some god. She had wanted to be left alone by the monsters.
"No, We failed bella. We failed our friends. We failed ourself" sirin screamed at the being before her. Catching it by surprise at the sudden strength in her resolve.
"Mama would be appalled with us!" she continued looking her alternate in the eyes. " She always wanted us to be safe, to be happy and loved. Look where we are. We are feared, hated and worst of all despised. This must change!" Sirin screamed while walking to her alternate.
"They attacked us, we were doing nothing wrong!" her other half returned, trying to counter.
"True, we were defending ourselves, we could have however stopped and talked to them, we could have let mama cecilia take us to safety. She tried to give us a happy life. We were too scared of betrayal." said Sirin in a quiet voice.
She sighed as she moved to one of the seats in the room and curled up upon it.
"It is time we fix our mistakes. It is time that we help the world instead of causing harm." she said quietly whilst looking at the personality in the eye.
Thus it was that the two became one, with the main being the original.
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Over the years the multiple cores that were recovered from the battles were used in various ways. No-one was aware that the consciousness of the precious host was still within them. Subtly affecting those that came into contact with them. Her unconscious desires subtly shaping their actions. Her desire for a normal life, her rage, her want for love no one would notice till the void core became active, forced to do so by the overseer.
This was an uncontrolled activation and caught the resident of the core off guard this was a purely instinct driven activation. Sirin herself was knocked unconscious within and her powers were running rampant and autonomous, controlled by kiana's alternate self. This was something that Sirin would be able to control to some extent such as blocking the majority of the nightmares that the girl was getting.
However from her position within the gem she was limited in what she could do.
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Time passed, more and more memories came to her from her cores. The white haired girl and her struggles, her fights and being on the run. Her determination. Her resolve to fight for her friends and the innocent. All of the memories and thoughts and feelings were linked to the core and thus to sirin who was helpless but to live through them with the girl.
The Gem of conquest, one that she had also received she saw the desire to save a friend against all odds. Even if it meant becoming her enemy. Even if she was hated by those she loved. She saw the girl helping children find a new home.
The other two gems had already reformed within her though. This however gave sirin a rather ominous feeling. So here she sat holding Bella-chan to her chest, her senses alert. Her gut had been warning her for sometime that something was going to happen. It was the reason why she had pulled in her beloved bellas consciousness. She would not lose her last and most loyal friend!
She watched as those fake puppets tried to steal her powers from her little kiana. Something that she refused to they tried to steal the abilities they found too much resistance to be able to take the power of the void. Not that they knew why. This was when her gem of haste reformed. She sighed. She had all five of her cores back, she could if she wished release herself and rebuild her original body.
She would be free to do what she wished. The only one that could possibly stop her would be her little kiana, who technically was her daughter, and wasn't that screwing with her.
It was then that her 6th sense, the one connected to space /time started to scream at her. There was a massive disturbance heading directly for them. She had no idea where it was coming from! The next thing she knew there was a golden wave passing over her and she was in the bottom of a crater. There were fires and debris raining around her, gray clouds above releasing a torrential downpour. As she looked up she saw something coming out of them only for her eyes to roll up into her head as she passed out and collapsed into a heap unconscious.
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When Otto was successful creating his new timeline which was at peace with the honkai it created many paradoxes that needed to be resolved, changes that needed to be created. Whilst the honkai will always be a present to create a stable branch acceptable changes and compromises needed to be made with the will and imaginary tree. This otto did not know his goal was only to save kallen kaslana, This he achieved, the side effect was to create a world free of honkai beast invasions.
According to the records it started as one of the many projects by researchers in the previous era. The war was going badly, supersoldiers had been made along with godlike weapons. With all of their technology the humans just could not win despite winning many victories, the losses for these victories were just too costly.
Their last hope turned to preserving what was left. They had also created possible ways of arming the survivors in case of the return of their enemies. Project STIGMA, the creation of stigmata to give humans the strength to fight. These would be written within the genetic code of the survivors and be able to be activated in the right circumstances.
One of the other projects is to have a few volunteers that would have an adaptive serum applied to let them adapt to the honkai energy. Whilst similar to the mantis in a way the energy would in essence become natural to their bodies thus not hostile. If the experiment succeeds to full expectations the subjects would even be able to use the energy to some extent for what could only be speculated. The doctor who came up with the idea for it was a researcher by the name of Mobius, a woman with an obsession for the evolution of mankind, and a rather skewed moral compass.
Thus when the time to put the survivors into cryo the vast majority were not among those that had been treated with the much safer treatments and technologies, only a few were treated with mobius treatments however they had shown no effects.
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As the world healed and the survivors released to repopulate. It appeared that both of the experiments had failed. Honkai beasts had even started to reappear. These would for those that did not know better go down in history as the legends such as the mythical monsters from fairy tails. Each time they would be defeated by those who had been taught how to fight it by one of the survivors or their students.
Things however started to change. Whilst schiksal still arose and came into prominence fighting honkai, it had another purpose. To keep an eye on those who could use the honkai energies. As their numbers rose the emergence of honkai beast dropped. However incidents caused by such individuals started to rise, such as a monster being released by a Greek wielder that could kill by its sight alone, only those with stigmata being immune to the curse.
Plagues, disasters and other incidents all were caused until one day it was too much and out of fear the church started a war on them branding them witches. A name that they took as their own.
Suddenly however at some point they suddenly all just up and vanished. This did not make the job of shicksal done as there were always incidents. Places where a mysterious event would happen, an unexplained event would happen and it would be up to them to cover it or deal with the one responsible.
Thus became the responsibilities of Shicksal, a humanitarian organization, Its Valkyries there as a security branch. These however were just the public faces, they were also slowly releasing the pre collapse technologies that they had been able to recover from records to the public, this made them one of the most technologically advanced groups in the world.
So when a spacetime fracture had been detected in Britain of an unprecedented scale a transport was dispatched with some valkyries. Britain was known to them as a hotspot for enclave activity, so they were not that surprised to see a fracture but of the size that had appeared demanded investigation.
The treaties that allowed their operation and cooperation with the UN were strict in that if they detected anything that could be a danger to a certain country they were to act immediately as well as to inform the local authorities. So while they were enroute and on the call the sensors went off the scale. This time it was both a fracture and a honkai reading.
Landing close the squad approached what remained of a street in Surrey, all that was left was a large perfectly rounded crater. At the bottom of which was a small girl in a white cloth holding a plush curled into a ball. Long purple hair, and soft face relaxed as she slept. From what could be seen she was all that remained.
Picking up the girl, the squad did not waste any time and hurried back to their transport. They needed to get this mystery back to headquarters, and possibly get some answers.
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At the same time as Sirins return to privet drive, within an office in a castle, there was a series of silver trinkets. These trinkets had for a few moments been silent and still. The owner of them was looking at them curiously as he had used them to keep track of a point of interest. Having enchanting them himself it confused him that they had ceased their function at all as he had been renown as the best wizard of the generation.
He was at the time trying to decide what to do. Should he re-enchant them? His diagnostics say that they were still working. Should he go and check on the subject? He was not sure that he had the time at the moment. He was expected at the ministry, there was a sitting at the wizengamot the letter he had received stated that they would be talking about the unknown magic readings that had been growing steadily in the outskirts of london.
He stroked his beard as he thought. He was in mid stroke when all at once every one of the trinkets exploded in his face covering him in black soot. All he could do was exhale letting out an exasperated sigh. This was not part of his plan.
AN: I do not own Honkai impact nor harry potter.
AN2: I have wrote this chapter while I was pondering my other impact chapter as sirin is a well written character and well I cant help but have feels for her (read the 2nd eruption manga and you will know what I mean)