Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

Chapter 40 This voice is...

"This design is really interesting; no wonder they're from the Genius Club."

Kafka looked around and sighed.

Silver Wolf observed the energy shield surrounding the star core and then looked at Kafka: "It has an independent protection system... It seems that the star core is not an ordinary collectible for the Black Tower."

"Can we get it?"

"Of course," Silver Wolf said confidently. "In the hacking world, even the genius Black Tower is no match for me."

Silver Wolf walked to the star core and made a fist in the air. Countless lines of code flowed from her fingertips like a waterfall and wrapped around the energy shield.

"I'll leave the preparation of that vessel to you as well." Kafka stepped aside.

A few seconds later, the energy shield flickered and then disappeared silently.

Silver Wolf snapped his fingers: "Done."

Kafka stepped forward, reached out, and grasped the star core that emanated an aura of destruction in her hand.

Cold, restless, and filled with a desire to devour everything.

"The vessel is ready. You decide," came the Silver Wolf's voice.

In front of Kafka, a virtual keyboard made of data streams appeared.

Kafka took the Star Core and walked to the keyboard, her gaze falling on the two figures of a man and a woman above the keyboard.

"Elio said that this choice will change a lot of things."

Silver Wolf nodded: "Elio also said that the person who makes this choice must be you."

Kafka looked at the star core in her hand and fell silent, a rare occurrence for her.

"What are you standing there for? Reluctant to part with it?"

"Yes," Kafka chuckled. "We've always been the ones stealing star cores from others; this is the first time we've given them away."

She looked at the star core in her hand, then at the two figures in front of her, and remained motionless for a long time.

"After thinking about it for so long, didn't you think it through before leaving?"

"Don't rush me."

Kafka made her decision, her fingers gently tracing the face of the girl with her eyes closed on the keyboard. "This is very important... Oh, and I also need to give her a new name..."

Name...

Kafka was somewhat dazed.

She will be all alone, just like she was after Ali left.

What was she doing after Ali left?

What did I see this time?

The endless darkness of the universe and... the starlight within that darkness.

Just like the stardust that Ali turned into when he decided to leave her...

That is also the only reason she has fought to this day.

Kafka closed her eyes, as if recalling something.

A moment later she opened her eyes, her gaze regaining its usual composure.

Since you were born because of it.

I hope this name... will bring you good luck.

After Kafka tapped the keyboard a few times, the keyboard transformed into a cube-shaped data block.

"alright."

Kafka tossed it to the Silver Wolf.

Silver Wolf caught it and pressed it into the virtual keyboard in front of him.

next moment.

On the open ground nearby, the figure of a girl gradually coalesced into shape amidst a shower of light particles.

She had short, slightly tousled, gray-white hair and wore a black and yellow techwear jacket.

The girl had her eyes closed, like a sleeping doll.

Kafka walked up to her and carefully examined her face.

This face is the result of countless revisions and meticulous design by her and Silver Wolf based on the description in Elio's script.

It doesn't attract too much attention, yet it has a unique charm that makes it unforgettable.

"How much does she... still remember?"

"At least I'll remember you."

When creating this device, she deliberately wrote fragments of memories related to Kafka into the core program as underlying data.

This was to ensure that when she woke up, the first person she would trust would be Kaffa.

"Really?" Kafka smiled.

"That……"

Kafka reached out and hugged the girl's shoulders, while her other hand pressed the cold star core slowly against the girl's chest without hesitation.

"Time to get up..."

……

The gray-haired girl slowly opened her eyes, her gaze blank.

Two women came into view.

A man in a black trench coat smiled elegantly, yet she felt a strange sense of familiarity and closeness towards him.

Another person was chewing bubble gum with their arms crossed, sporting a cool, carefree expression.

Strange...no, it doesn't seem strange at all.

She seemed to know them...

"Kaf... Ka?" She subconsciously uttered the name of the person in front of her.

"That's great." Kafka released her grip, smiling at her. "It seems you still remember me."

"Where...am I?"

"here?"

Kafka looked around. "A space station, but that's not important."

She stepped forward and cupped the girl's face in her hands, her wine-red eyes gazing at her.

"【listen to me】."

Kaffa's voice seemed to possess a strange magic, instantly silencing the girl and drawing all her attention to her.

"Your mind is a complete mess right now."

"You don't know who you are, why you're here, or what you should do next; you feel like you know me well, but you're unsure whether you should trust me—"

But none of that matters.

"The important thing is that I'm leaving, leaving you alone on this space station."

"So from now on, you don't need to think about the past anymore, and you don't need to doubt yourself anymore."

The girl's eyes looked even more confused.

She spoke, as if she wanted to ask something.

"【listen to me】"

The girl quieted down again.

"You will encounter many dangers and find yourself in terrible predicaments, but you will also experience many wonderful things."

"You will have companions like family and embark on an adventure you could never have dreamed of."

"And at the end of the journey, all the mysteries that have troubled you will be solved."

"This is the future that Eriol foresaw, and the future you will arrive at... Do you like it?"

The girl nodded subconsciously.

"I like it... I guess."

"That's right." Kafka smiled. "[Listen to me]: Remember how you feel at this moment."

"As long as you have a direction in your heart, you will definitely reach the end of the story."

"I love you just the way you are."

"How much longer are you going to talk?" Silver Wolf's voice rang out from the side. "According to the script, the people from the Starry Sky Train will be arriving soon."

"Elio said we shouldn't meet with them now."

"I know, Silver Wolf." Kafka turned to look at Silver Wolf. "Just a little while, just a little while."

Kafka looked at the girl again, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes as if she had remembered something.

"Time is almost up, I have to go... [Listen to me]: Someone will find you soon, don't worry, go with them."

"You remember nothing but me."

"Kaf...Ka..." The girl reached out as if to grab her.

Kafka gently placed the girl on the ground, took a step back, and stood up.

The girl stared at the ground with hazy eyes and a helpless expression.

For some reason, Kafka seemed to see her former self in her.

He escaped the slums and encountered the only ray of light in his life.

Then he watched as the light went out in an attempt to save him, but he could do nothing about it.

In the end, all that remains is to become a slave to fate, yearning to find again the powerless self that belongs to its own destiny.

Kafka lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the girl on the ground, and said softly, "So..."

"When you have the opportunity to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it."

"Don't worry, you definitely won't end up like I was..."

...They didn't even have a choice.

After taking one last look at the girl on the ground.

Kafka turned around and disappeared with Silver Wolf at the other end of the light and shadow.

The girl's outstretched hand froze in mid-air before finally falling limply to the ground.

She closed her eyes, and all that remained in her mind was the woman's voice and the words, "Don't let yourself regret it."

Then, the girl fell into a deep sleep again.

……

Outside the sealed room.

To avoid colliding with the people on the Starry Sky Train, Silver Wolf led Kafka away in the opposite direction of the corridor they had come from.

Just as they turned the corner of the corridor, they heard hurried footsteps and voices behind them.

"The coordinates are in the room right ahead. Good luck, everyone!"

This is the voice of a lively young girl.

"There don't seem to be any enemies here, that's strange."

It was a calm and deep voice.

Besides.

There was also... a slightly tired and weak male voice.

"Could I rest for five minutes first?"

"I'm exhausted..."

Upon hearing that voice, Kafka abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Her body froze.

That sound...

That sound is...