Durandal Had Always Loved Humanity

"What kind of world do you think could be called happy?"

When the man asked her that, Talia remembered answering, "What kind of world... A world where you can be with the one you love—with your family and friends—and live an ordinary, peaceful life. Isn't that happiness?"

It was an utterly ordinary, insignificant wish.

Back then, their world had been small and simple.

Though beyond that tiny world, the storm sweeping across the entire Earth Sphere had already begun to show signs of approaching.

The man—Durandal—smiled as he listened to her, but his fair face gradually darkened.

"Still, in a situation like this, who knows how much longer peaceful days can last."

"Yes..."

Remembering the unstable circumstances, Talia could not help lowering her voice.

George Glenn, known as a First Generation Coordinator, had been assassinated. The S2 influenza had caused a severe epidemic among Naturals, leaving deep scars on the hearts of people in those years.

Anti-Coordinator terrorism was steadily increasing everywhere, while the colonial governing nations became ever more tyrannical, further widening the divide between Naturals and Coordinators.

"Really, don't you think this is foolish? Treating people differently just because of what they are."

Hearing the righteous indignation filling Durandal's youthful voice, Talia answered cautiously. "...But Naturals really are different from us. It can't be helped if they hate us."

"Perhaps."

Durandal nodded, and a sudden light appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Talia. "But I believe humanity will eventually free itself from this misfortune. Prejudice, discrimination, jealousy, hatred—one day, humanity will overcome these foolish, impulsive emotions, gain true freedom, and live in a world of complete happiness."

Talia smiled faintly as she watched her lover passionately speak of his ideals.

"That is why scientists like us must continue our research, so everyone can live happily."

"Oh? Are