Twenty minutes later, NP-58 arrived at the spot. It was bloody, everything covered in blood. Around 20 corpses were visible, their heads ripped off their bodies. Despite the gruesome scene, NP-58 wasn't shaken. He dashed to Toya's chamber.
The smell of blood filled the air, and most of the lights were broken. Still, NP-58 hoped to find Toya alive.
He noticed a broken light blinking on a dead body. Moving closer, he was horrified to see that it was none other than Toya. His head had been burst into five pieces.
NP-58 fell to his knees. Toya had been his savior and like a father to him. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was from Toya. He picked it up, but there was a cold voice on the other end.
"Hello, NP-58."
"Daichi?"
"Let's just talk about business for now. I've found out about your past."
There was a moment of silence before Daichi spoke again.
"I know your actual host body would die in about 5 hours and 40 minutes from now as Toya is dead."
"How do you know about that?" NP-58 asked, feeling depressed.
"Toya's diary," Daichi replied.
NP-58 started to build up his mind.
"Daichi!"
"What?"
"You can see me right now, can't you?"
"Yes. I'm holding onto my 9x scope."
Suddenly, NP-58 took out a pistol from his coat and held it towards...