We're Only Sending Them to Hell

Someone once said that if you truly loved someone, you had to accept everything about her. Likewise, if you truly loved the other person, there shouldn't be too many secrets between you.

Evenson had always kept many things deeply hidden from Kreia. He felt that there were things she might not be able to accept. But after what had happened this time, he felt he should no longer hide them from her. Kreia had the right to know what kind of person the man who had always been by her side truly was.

Besides, Kreia had already been tainted by the power of the Void. Before long, she would likely have no choice but to face what Evenson was doing now. It was better to let her see it firsthand now, lest she panic and go down the wrong path later.

Before long, the four of them arrived in a surveillance room. It was an extremely secret place, one that did not even exist on the building blueprints. Only a very small number of people within the company knew of it.

Yet its layout and facilities seemed unworthy of such a level of secrecy. There were only a few screens, a control console, and several swivel chairs. No cutting-edge defenses had been installed, and even the door was nothing more than an ordinary wooden one. From the outside, it looked like a storage room.

Ordinary meant no one paid attention to it, and if no one paid attention, no one would think to probe it. It was actually a very simple psychological trap, but sometimes it worked remarkably well.

In truth, nothing inside warranted excessively tight security. In terms of value alone, the console and monitors were worth next to nothing. And honestly, aside from the Eredar Twins and Gernos,