From Misunderstanding to Agreement

Even if they did nothing, this world was doomed to destruction.

What a despairing truth that was.

Even if Zero Division possessed endless lifespans, even if they stood high above the clouds and called themselves the gods' personal guard.

If the hide was gone, where could the fur remain?

The moment the world collapsed, so-called immortality would be nothing more than a joke.

The facts lay right before them.

Hyōsube's theory that they only needed to maintain the status quo was simply a wildly misguided form of slow suicide.

Carefully maintaining a bomb destined to explode was no safer than dismantling it and building a new one.

At the very least...

Ross's seemingly radical changes might truly be able to forcibly carve out a path to survival from this hopeless dead end.

Even if failure caused the system to collapse ahead of time, that would still be far better than rotting away bit by bit in the slow poison called stability.

At that moment, the last trace of hesitation in Kirisuke Tōshirō's eyes vanished.

He was a researcher. He could not tolerate knowing that a bug existed, yet choosing to ignore it out of fear of change.

Even if that meant betraying his former stance.

"Kekekeke! You only realized it now? Old lady, you really did waste those hundred-odd years up in the sky!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi mocked him mercilessly, his yellow-brown eyes behind the mask filled with contempt for Kirisuke Tōshirō.

With a broad sweep of his hand, he led the two through a curtain of Spirit Particles light and formally entered the depths of the core laboratory.

This place was a true realm of science fiction.

There were no solid walls around them. In their place stood countless overlapping virtual data walls floating in midair, their dark blue radiance