...Here it is.
This is where Lena will be probing next, based on the mark she left in the last flying fortress.
This flying fortress appears deserted as well—but having survived the trap earlier, you know better than to let your guard down now.
It's a mark that Lena left!
This is her last recon location. She's gotta be here!
Echo, however, wastes no time running into the flying fortress.
W-what's this...
To Echo's surprise, there is no one in this flying fortress—save for a vague figure on top of the platform in the middle.
Lena!
Slowly, the hologram turns around.
Alisa?
Geez, what took you so long? I've been waiting for you all this time.
Lena, I'm so glad that you're alive! W-where are you? I'm going to get you out of there now!
I'm at a happy place.
And if you really want to know where this is... It's Utopia, Lena.
It's a good place, I can tell you, and I need to let myself have a rest there because I feel exhausted.
No, Lena, no! Remember what you said? About getting out of Utopia for freedom?!
Freedom, huh... Well, that doesn't really matter anymore.
I'm sorry, Alisa, but you're on your own now. I... really am sorry.
But I'm sure we'll see each other there, right? Alisa...
No!
Echo shouts at the top of her lungs as she makes a beeline for the hologram—which shatters into specks of light upon touch.
But you said it... you said you were going to show me all the things I had never seen... all the things that this world had to offer...
This has to be Pickman's plan, except you don't quite understand what he's trying to achieve by messing with Echo's M.I.N.D.
A huge screen nearby flickers, and a figure donning a white robe slowly appears.
Alisa... see, they're all here now.
Come back to Utopia, Alisa... This is where you get to be with Lena, Cecily, Nata, and the rest of them.
With a bit of a slouch, the man on the screen casts a loving smile this way with those faintly golden eyes of his.
Mr. Kugawa Kurono, please hurry up...
...Kugawa Kurono.
He's just a doctor who's still working for the Star of Life...
...But this time, his name "coincidentally" appeared on your inspection report.
Ah, Commandant. I see it clicked, huh?
Babylonia has been very protective of you, which is a real shame. I've seen your inspection report and it was perfect.
I mean... you'd have made a very excellent vessel. Better than any of the girls, perhaps.
Well... I'd say I only gave them what they wanted.
Most of them came to me of their own volition. I only picked a few of them and brought them here as ingredients.
Now, is that supposed to be condemnable?
All I've done is give them a third choice other than life and death.
And when all of this is over, all of us... will live forever and ever in an actual utopia.
Life stops for all of us here—so none of us will age or die, and all of us will possess power beyond our imagination... and that really is something beautiful if you just think about it.
Well, it's about time. I must get the show on the road...
And best of luck to you, Commandant... with trying to get out of here alive.
With it, the hidden tunnels in the flying fortress fly open as the vrooms of engines fill the air.
...This way!