Finally... here...
But... I can't continue onwards anymore...
The sister aims her bladed wings at herself, but then quickly lowers them.
I still... don't have the guts to do it...
How empty it is...
Serving God and humans as a machine for my entire life, was there even any meaning to this?
Right...
Those two kids I met in the church shelter a very long time ago...
They never came back after going with the soldiers...
I wonder how they're doing now...
But, at least, they look like the type to survive till the end...