25 Everglowing Justice

All she can do is follow her body's instincts and keep running forward. That seems the only way she can escape the nightmare on her heels.

Although Echo has not found any information on the Aurora Squadron in the conservation areas on her way here, she firmly believes that the sinful swarm must still exist.

Kurono, the armor-like test subject, and the large laboratory base... Mysteries come one after another, as if they have been joined together by an invisible chain.

You'll die in the righteousness and justice you so insisted one day.

Anyone who has ever lived in Utopia would never say this.

The good she remembered mixed with the ugly she never recognized, forming a series of chains that confined her tightly.

Every fine rule and grand vision has prerequisites. Above these foundations... are a separate set of "rules," obviously.

I just want them to travel this sun-kissed world with me.

Instead of calling it an "easier life," you might as well call it a way out.

And she knows the skies out there to be blue, the grass to be green, and the ocean to be boundless. And yet she's never set foot out of Utopia.

Following the Aurora Squadron soldiers, you see a black airship towering in the woods in the faint morning light two hills later.

The bow whispers to the arrow before it speeds forth, "Your freedom is mine."

It all seemed like broken pieces of a nightmare—showing every single moment that everyone has lived through, both happy and sad.

The balance can tip toward one end when the two sides don't hold equal weight.

This is a shackle she bears—and a bloody sin she has yet to absolve herself of. This is their fight... and a path down which they stand to be tried.

As much as you all would like to take some time to catch up to make up for the lost time, the clock on your terminal seems to be telling you that time awaits no one.

You and I and every single life there is... we'll see one another there again.

Dark as the skies might be, the sun will eventually shine through.

The lies have given birth to a judge of truth—who, having walked down the thorny path, has tried the perfidious deity with her own blood for all the lies he had spun.

So let it all come to an end here. This, she figures, is probably for the best.