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Somewhere near the Caribbean Sea...
Pah. This is what Miss Luna had in mind?
She can't get it through to "her", so she's picking on some weakling who has ties to her?
Miss Luna willed it. We need only follow.
"Miss Luna" this, "Miss Luna" that...
...Oh whatever. It's not my first day with you.
How's it going? Any progress?
Yeah, yeah. We have him. Guy knows how to squirm and hide.
An NA-branch underground bunker of the World Government—that's where the guy's holed up.
The rathole was built with ballistic missiles in mind. So, naturally, the Corrupted would have a hard time scouring for him.
So what's the plan? We waltz right in and blow the place to pieces?
Wait. I'll go check around the place first.
So cautious as always.
After all, this means war.
A war with "her"?
A war with all agents.
...Do we have to?
Though all agents might have different personal interests, we are all chosen by the network to act as its proxy.
In other words, we serve to realize the network's will.
And for this, we need a common belief, a common flag... One that unites all of us.
A flag without binding power is like a castle in the sky... Utterly worthless.
...
Which is why I told you to not meet Miss Luna with such impudence.
Hmmmph. I see where you're coming from now.
But Miss Luna... What does she really want?
She has never changed. She wishes to filter out the new humans for the new world.
And what after that?
There is no need to discuss what comes after that.
Gabriel, say—
?
What even is... the Ascension-Network anyway?
We only know that, Miss Luna can grant us the power to... "filter" through those that wish to join the network.
If they maintain their ego in this filtering... they become an Ascendant.
And if they don't, they end up like the brainless drones over there.
Roland gestures at the Corrupted afar, mechanically exacting orders.
But why "Miss Luna"?
...
Why "us?"
...
You must have thought of it before.
...Thought about what?
...Guess I shouldn't have asked.
...
No problems around. Ready now.
Alright. Let the show begin.
You'll handle the tracking after this, then, yeah?
That's none of your concern.
...Yeah yeah.
