"The test subject is all of us. We are all the test subjects for the HRD Project."
Persephone broke down in tears. She was sobbing hysterically while folding her body on the floor. She swayed back and forth as if enduring an invisible pain throughout her body.
"I will carry this burden forever. That's my only penance. I know that I don't deserve to be forgiven. The many lives lost in the project—I'm responsible for all those deaths."
She managed her ragged breathing. The radiant beauty I used to find on her face had been replaced by burnout. Instead of worrying about herself, she inspected my face. Her eyes glistened.
"I'm sorry for hiding everything from you. I know you ought to know the truth, but it is difficult to bear. I didn't want to make you sad."
"Sad?" I clenched my fist. My jaw tightened. The melancholy only passed by, it didn't stay. What I felt now was wrath. "I'm not sad. I am enraged."
