A.N. Well that's it for this week. I hope...my addiction to writing this is worrisome but I must resist. I need to do school...I must do school...must resist the urge to write. Yeah but in all seriousness, I'll take a break off course whether it is short or long, it mightn't matter. Speaking of which i really need to work on my genshin fic as well. This is already triple if not more in length of that story...but school first. Either way thanks for the support and I'll see you all next time.

"Alright, now gently stir," Mei commanded as she did so as well. The Herrscher of Thunder and the Servant of the Void were currently in the Kitchen with the youngest Kaslana, doing what else but baking a cake. Specifically, Bella was baking a cake for her Master's inevitable recovery as she had witnessed it being one of Sirin's greatest wants.

"Like this?" Bella questioned. She didn't outright trust the Electric Herrscher, but Bella would swallow her pride to do this for Sirin. It was weird working with someone who would in another timeline, revive and use your corpse as a meat shield, but Bella was willing to overlook that for a smile on Sirin's face when she ate delicious cake.

"Well, at least it's not in your hair," Mei noted as she turned her own batter with Kiana's help. The toddler had also wanted to make get-well cakes for her mommy and daddy; Mei was bound by law to assist in that endeavor. If questioned what law it was, the answer would be the law of cute tuna.

The batter was soon done, and the cakes were put in the oven to bake. Mei had to almost restrain Bella when the latter thought to heat them with her dragon breath. She may not be blood related, but she sure had the Kaslana mindset for cooking. Hopefully Cecilia could unteach that. Now it was just a matter of doing the frosting and icing. Easier said than done.

Mei had sworn to not get involved unless it would result in inedible food. With that, she made sufficient enough frosting for the two to decorate the cake. The Herrscher only made one miscalculation with this. She forgot…that she was baking with a literal child and a dragon with a child-like mind.

"How does it look, big sis?" Kiana questioned she proudly stared at her cake. It wasn't as sparkly as Bella's but it sure was more colourful.

"It's…beautiful," Mei answered. It was a mass of mix and mismatched colours. If she was a judging for an adult Kiana, she would have ripped her new one, who was she kidding, she would have lied and said it was fine. That being said it was the handiwork of a little girl, no older than 3, and credit where it was due. It was adorable that the little tuna did this. "Your parents will love it," Mei added. Besides…it only looked mismatched, it was still going to taste good, if a little sweet with the abundance of frosting, but Kaslana's did have an iron stomach.

"What about mine?" Bella asked nervously. Her cake wasn't as colourful as the little fish's, but she made sure it was a lot more sparkly. She placed a lot of topping on it and even tried her best to write a message for Sirin, 'To the best Master in all of Space and Time'.

"You tried your best and it's the thought that counts," Thunder answered. Bella had practically made it more topping than cake, but Mei was sure most of it might slide off when Sirin lifted up a piece. That being said Mei would need to try and fix the wording since despite Bella's efforts…she did misspell several words. However just like Kiana, she was going to excuse it. The dragon had heart and that's what mattered.

That being said…both already showed more promise than her other past students. Maybe she could mentor them more in future.

Siegfied sighed as he lay back in bed. He was trying to make sense of what was going on and what had just happened. He replayed the conversations in his head trying to properly assess the situation. Einstein and Tesla had gone to do whatever the scientist did, while Cecilia and Theresea went for some air. All that remained was him and Sirin, and even then, he felt ready to bolt the moment the girl might have stirred. His actions against her were still fresh in his mind.

He recalled in the dream world how things had been so different. It was a normal life for them. No fighting against the Honkai. Kiana had grown up to a life without worrying about the Honkai. Even the brief moments where Sirin had entered had been favourable.

He remembered when he first opened the door and saw her. Cecilia had immediately convinced him she was their daughter and against his better judgment he believed her. The life they lived had been a pure fantasy, but it was one he wished would be a reality. He recalled how they had taken her to the mall, and gone shopping, grueling as that had been on his imaginary wallet. He remembered when they bought ice cream and how happy they had been as a family at the time celebrating Kiana's birthday.

They could still try for a life like that her wondered. Yet something told him it wouldn't be the case. Void was confirmation of that. The future would still have Herrschers, meaning the Honkai was still present. Void gave no indication about what happened to them but if what Cecilia had told him was true, then she would have been gone.

He would have been too weak save her. Kiana would have been without her mother…but then he wondered what happened to his daughter in the future. Void was a clone made by Otto. Siegfied refused to believe he would have agreed to that. There was no way in hell he'd agree cloning his daughter.

It then dawned on Siegfied what could have happened. He would be recovering far away from Kiana. She would have been taken right after the battle with Sirin. It was the prime time to do it. Cecilia would be dead, and he would be out of commission. He'd failed his wife and two daughters within a single week, and a part of him despite wanting to ignore it, knew that he did.

Void and Thunder had given him a second chance when they saved everyone at the time from what he heard. It made him feel all the guiltier when he had gotten in her face. He hadn't been thinking at the time. He was just feeling so stressed and there was that anger within him. A burning sensation that was screaming at him that the Herrscher, the Honkai, had done something.

His eyes widened as he looked down to his left arm. The memories flowing back to him of the time where he wasn't fully human. He had been so warped by the power within his genes before that he hadn't realized what was going on when he fought Sirin. Even now, that it was over, he still felt it, that burning sensation with him.

He had been warned about the risk of overusing the activators. He knew he had to do it at the time, but the question was…what was going to happen to him now and to an extent his new family. He had agreed to the idea of adopting the newer members. He wasn't going to back out now, convoluted as the situation might be. Yet the feeling within him, how desiring to the destroy the Honkai, whether it be the monsters…or the Herrschers. It scared him.

"Who dares enter my domain?" A voice echoed in the arena. Void glanced up at the sound, the voice familiar enough to draw her from her own inner turmoil. Her eyes widened as she glanced around having only now realized where she had walked to.

She could feel the air start to chill as the temperature dropped with in seconds. Her own breath became visible before her. A blue fog surrounding her obscuring her vision of the world around her and two giant blue lights pierce the shadows. "Andrius," She muttered.

Blue wisps danced around the air as they merged together behind the lights. A large creature emerged from the fog, with pristine white and midnight blue fur. The creature stood before Void on four legs, it's claws scratching the ground as it walked forward. The creature, a wolf, to most walked up to the lost girl who had only taken a step back, not out of fear but out of worry what might happen next.

"How do you know that name, Herrscher?" The creature questioned. It's large teeth were hard to miss as it spoke.

"I…read it in a book," Void lied. "When I was at the nearby village," She told him. The village had told stories of the Wolf as part of their culture, Void remembers hearing them when she had first arrived there. It was one of the places she had 'visited' after her awakening as a Herrscher back in her own time.

"Those books, only have the name Boreas," The Wolf pointed out. "And you have never set foot in that Village," He added as he dismissed the Herrscher's lies. "I ask again, how you know my name, and why have you come here," He growled as he took a step forward.

"I didn't come here intentionally," Void quickly apologized. "I wasn't thinking, and I just teleported here to clear my head," She didn't want to deal with this now. She tried backing away, trying to manifest a portal behind her, but nothing came. Huh, she glanced warily behind her, the heart started racing once more as she tried connecting to her core, nothing.

"I sense something is wrong," Andrius noted as he saw the fear on her face, something most Herrscher seldom showed. "You are once again lying to me," He growled. There were minor disturbances around her, an influx of Honkai energy he recognized and disruptions in the space behind her, but nothing came.

He took notice of the Herrscher before him, especially her eyes. They were constantly cycling through various colors. Her body was trembling, but he knew it wasn't the cold. "I ask once more Herrscher, for you to explain yourself,"

"I…I," The girl's voice broke. "I didn't know where else to go," She admitted. "I don't think I have a home anymore," She confessed.

"And you came here for solace," Andrius questioned. "Why?" He ponded. "When one is distressed, one will visit something familiar for comfort, but you came here," He noted.

"I do not know you; I do not recognize your scent." He pointed out. "Yet you recognized me," He noted. He did not admit, he smelled his own scent on her.

"In another time, you would have," Void muttered under her breath.

"I see," The wolf noted. "You have moved across time," It repeated. "That is why one smells of the Void, despite there already being a Void in this world,"

"I trust that in this other time, you were not sent to persecute me for my betrayal?" Andrius questioned.

"The Honkai sees you like a dog that changed loyalties," Void noted. "but they view you as weak and insignificant, confining yourself to merely protecting a small village from its forces and other humans alike."

"I see," The wolf wondered before it began circling Void. "Then might I ask, young Herrscher, what relationship did we have? If you were not my executioner what was I to you?" He questioned.

Void paused trying to assess the Wolf's intention. Her mind was still bogged with her own doubts. The voices within her head calling for her to not trust him, to lie to him, to flee. He did not know her in this world, she had not proven herself to him. She was tempted to listen to them, her experience with telling the truth to her family and their reactions still present on her.

"You…taught me…many things," Void answered carefully. "You protected and sheltered me," She added. When she had first awakened, her powers had been lost, the fight against Himeko drained her of everything. Lost and confused she found herself to this village by sheer chance. No questions were asked at the time, they merely took her in and nursed her back to health.

Their kindness immeasurable, but, once her powers returned and the truth came out, she was outcasted immediately. That was when she met Andrius, the only one who didn't turn her away…but even that did not spare him.

"Interesting," The wolf noted as he kept pacing. "What troubles you then, welp?" He questioned. The girl was scared, he knew that, but it was not because of him. "Why do you think, you have no home now?"

For the second time in her life, Void laid her problems out in front of Andrius. She only gave the barest of details, but the Wolf knew and understood more than she realized. He proved once again he was beyond just a mindless beast, to think he had once offered to follow her in Bella's place.

"I must say, child your turmoil is far more unique than most I've heard," Andrius noted. "To view oneself as the shadow of not one but two individuals." He lamented. "I can't imagine it is easy."

"I don't need sympathy," Void snapped. "I'm sorry," She quickly apologized.

"It is alright, I understand that for being such as yourself it can be difficult," He assured her. "You are not one sole consciousness but rather the by product of two fragments reconnecting,"

"The fears and doubts you have; they are not your own but rather those of the two that comprise you. Sirin's loneliness and Kiana's guilt. They exist alongside your own fear of being outcasted as K-423,"

"Its not just a fear. I'm not just imagining it. I know they don't want me anymore." She muttered.

"Is that truly the case?" Andrius questioned. "Ask yourself, is that really the kind of people they are?" He inquired. "You talk about them accepting the Herrscher as their daughter despite what happened. You talk about your father accepting you as his daughter. Yet you are doubting yourself even now?"

"This is not the same," Void reasoned.

"Is it?" Andrius questioned. "Look within yourself and tell me if it is," He ordered. "Reflect on your two sides and tell me if that is truly the case," He told the Herrscher, before his body dissolved into several wisps. "I await your answer,"

"Reflect on my two sides,"

"Reflect on my two sides,"

"Sirin,"

"Kiana,"

Void sat down in the middle arena. The cold presence of Andrius was still around her but weaker now. He was leaving her to find the answer, but still offering his protection and comfort. He truly was a good boi.

Taking a deep breath the Herrscher sat in a meditative stance, the lotus position. Her legs were crossed, and her hands rested on each knee. Taking deep breaths, she began to concentrate. The mass of voices returning once she was left alone in her mind. "1, 2, 3….3,2,1," She recited.

When opened her eyes, she found herself in a white abyss, a void so to speak. The only thing present was herself. Standing up, she glanced down at her feet, noticing the shadow beneath her. The Herrscher kept her eyes on the shadow, taking a single step forward. The shadow did not. It stretched from its initial spot to beneath her feet.

Void took more steps and she saw her shadow stretch even more so, a few more it was now double her height, equal to two of her persons. She turned around and began walking back towards her starting point, however the shadow did not recede. Once she reached midway though, Void stopped.

Standing with the shadows on either side Void stamped her feet. First, her left foot, which caused the shadow on her left to ripple from the impact. Then she did her right, with a similar result. Both shadows continued to ripple the stopped, no longer the same as before.

Where the shadows were once silhouettes of Void, they were now shaped like two other individuals. One shadow opened its eyes at Void, blue gems eyeing the Herrscher as streaks of white erupted from where its hair would, the other opened eyes of gold, with purple streaks instead.

Void grimaced as she saw them, kneeling down she stretched her hands to touch the floor. Both shadows extended their own….and pulled Void face-first into the ground. The Herrscher tried to raise herself up, but the shadows started raising from the floor and overlapped over her covering her body and dragging her into the abyss.

"So, how does it feel?" Teri questioned as she took leaned against the railing. They had gone to the roof of the base for some air, after feeling suffocated staring at the same set of walls for a while.

"You'll have to be more specific Teri," Cecilia told her friend. "I'm feeling a lot of things right now,"

"Having a daughter who's a clone," Teri reiterated.

Clones were a topic she was very well versed in, being one herself. However, Teri had one advantaged Void seemed to lack, her original counterpart had died several centuries ago. Her existence and her sisters' existence never conflicted with the original, she didn't even know who the original's parents were outside of the history books.

She was Kallen's clone yes, but that was as far as it went. Every relationship was defined on its own, she shared no role with Kallen. Even her grandpa who loved Kallen dearly viewed her more as a grandchild than a replacement.

"Honestly the fact that she's a clone isn't what concerns me," Cecilia responded. "I've dealt with you for so many years, and Void seems much more tolerable," It was the fact she now had to live with the fact she died an left her daughter and husband alone. She had been fine at the moment, accepting the inevitable, but then Void saved her. She had assumed she had survived once more by skin of her teeth, but it turns out she didn't.

"I resent that. I am very tolerable," Teri defended.

"Only after spending so many years with, you," Cecilia added. "I still remember the time you woke me up to go to the bathroom because you had left Judah elsewhere," She tried to laugh.

"Hey, I wasn't scared or anything," Teri brushed off. However, the mention of Judah did bring something else to light for her. Specifically, when Void had returned the cross to her. "Oh no," She muttered, realizing Void probably knew about her little…reliance on Judah.

"What was that?" Cecilia questioned.

"Nothing," Teri dismissed. "Just thinking about Void," She tried to divert the topic. "She mentioned how the who was different from the what, and how things only got more complicated from there," Teri noted. The conversation had clearly not been easy on the Herrscher but at the time it was overwhelming for everyone else.

"A clone of Kiana, with the core of Sirin," Cecilia mused silently. Void was a being made from both her daughters, but the mere fact that Otto created her brought a whole slew of other problems. It left a sour taste in her mouth. First Sirin, then Kiana, then Void, her children would all suffer somehow to that madman's antics.

"She must have had quite an identity crisis," Teri noted. "Even if I never knew my original, the mere fact that was a test tube baby had caused trouble enough for me. I was viewed as a less a person and more of a weapon," Teri expressed. The only people who ever acknowledged her before as a person growing up were her grandfather and Cecilia. She wondered if Void had her own form of support like she had.

"And I called her Kiana," Cecilia realized. For an individual who had to contend with there existence being a possible lie. For Cecilia to call her Kiana, that must have opened up so many bad memories.

"It wasn't your fault," Teri comforted. "All the facts had proven otherwise, it was the only logical conclusion anyone would have made," She placed an arm on Cecilia's shoulder.

"That doesn't make me feel any less awful," Cecilia told her.

"I know…I just hope it makes you feel less guilty," Teri answered. "Besides…we can apologize later," Teri noted. She was almost positive that Void had known that outcome was coming. She recalled how both Herrschers had tensed up when Void had spilled the beans. They knew everyone would have made the link.

"Yeah, I suppose we can apologize," Cecilia said. "I'll show her she doesn't need to worry about it. Clone or not, I'll love her like my own daughter." Cecilia said with resolve.

"And I'll spoil her as well, I finally have a cloned niece," Teri cheered before noticing Cecilia's raised eyebrow. "Not that I ever wanted one. It's just...you know…I-" She tried to defend.

"I know what you mean Teri," Cecilia said as she hugged her friend. "You'll finally have someone to share your clone problems with. Like being perpetually short," Cecilia teased.

"Hey, don't worry about me, if Void's stuck looking like that forever, you'll have to deal with an eternal teenager. I pity you more than anything else," Teri laughed. Yeah they would make amends.

When Void woke up, she found she couldn't move. Her arms and her legs had been restrained. She tried lifting her head forward to see what was restraining her. She was strapped to a bed. She didn't like that. She tried to struggle but it was to no avail, she couldn't move, she couldn't do anything.

"Don't resist Sirin," A voice called out. It sent shivers down her spine. That wasn't her name, but she knew that voice. The next thing she knew something had stabbed her in the arm. She looked to the side noticing a man in surgical uniform, smiling at her, as he pressed a syringe into her arm. The next thing the Herrscher knew her body was feeling like it was ignited from the inside, as if molten lava had been poured into her.

Not this.

"Don't fret,"

Anything but this.

"Your sacrifice will be for the betterment of mankind; you should feel honored." He answered. She saw the name of the lab, above his head. BABYLON LABS, a smiling white figure laughing right above it. Only one thing left Void's mouth.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A.N. You know I never realized it but the use of being able to bold for stories is really good, especially for Void and Thunder. Here's something fun you can do, re-read Void's dialogue in her scenes with Andrius and look carefully at what's bold or unbold. You'll find it leads to something stuff.