In the Gravity Lab of Osborn Citadel, Doctor Hall was making the final modifications to the device.
Beside him, Doctor Otto and Dr. Selvig had already completed their work, but both wore expressions of regret and unwillingness.
"There's only one last step left in the research... All our work has gone to waste," Doctor Otto muttered.
"This was supposed to be humanity's first FTL Engine..." Heimdall pressed himself against the glass, looking utterly dejected.
Doctor Hall said nothing. In the end, he was the one who found this hardest to accept:
They had discovered Gravity Iridium and assembled the right research team. They had not used this thing to harm the world, and the research had been on the verge of success—
It should have been triple the joy. Why had things turned out like this...?
But he could fully understand Harry's choice. Besides, Harry had always had a tendency toward self-sacrifice. Now that he was being asked to sacrifice his own dream, it instead gave him the joy of a martyr.
Of course, he himself did not realize it.
"This was what I feared most—that people would use it to make weapons. I never expected that I would be the one doing it myself," Doctor Hall said to himself.
The modifications were complete. The FTL Engine had been converted into a Gravity Bomb. This would be the most powerful bomb in human history. Given its effects and the choices people had made, it would usher in an entirely different era.
The citadel's canopy opened, and a hovering Quinjet took the package aboard.
"Package loaded. Estimated arrival over Edo in six hours."
Six hours later.
"The Security Council has passed the resolution. They chose to abstain."
A unanimous abstention meant they neither supported nor opposed it.
Harry was somewhat