"Are you proud? Your stupid rebellion delayed my awakening!"
When Prometheus recovered his sight, Luna's accusing tone struck him like a hammer. He could feel the boiling anger hidden behind it and also... scorn.
"Why! Why did you have to do something so stupid?"
"Because I don't like the ending you forced upon us. I won't let humanity perish to save you," he answered, turning his head to look her in the eyes. "I won't sacrifice you to save humanity, either. I'll save both..."
Upon seeing her, his heart waved, and his words turned into a soft murmur. The person standing before him wasn't the Luna he knew. Instead, he looked at a mature woman. Each of her elegant gestures exuded incredible vitality. Her long hair flew behind her back, more vibrant and colorful than ever, and her gem-like eyes reflected the world in thousands of hues.
