Where Fates Converged

Cui Ji and Anby, two people whose fates mirrored each other, had finally crossed paths again. The past that bound them both beneath the Silver Army's shadow had reached the moment of reckoning.

Well... at least, that was how it was supposed to go.

Fate was mysterious precisely because it was impossible to predict. There were too many variables. Far too many.

The turning point came after Cui Ji abducted Soldier 11. Trigger, a fellow member of Obol Squad, searched for her several times without success, then asked Griseo for help without hesitation.

Inside a research facility in the Hollows, Soldier 11 hung suspended with her hands bound by rope, the tips of her toes barely touching the floor. Her consciousness wavered between waking and oblivion.

"Xia Lin... Oh, no. I should call you Soldier 11 now." Cui Ji stood before her, head tilted, her voice unnaturally gentle.

"What an unlovable name. But you do have such a lovely face." Cui Ji brushed her fingertips across Soldier 11's cheek and stopped at her jawline.

"Lovely... and pitiful. This face is the only thing we still have in common, isn't it?"

Soldier 11 did not answer. She lacked even the strength to open her eyes.

She had been the youngest sister in the original Silver Army, and the only one absent from that operation. As a result, she knew nothing about the mission that had wiped out the entire Silver Army.

Cui Ji was lost in her warped confession when someone lightly touched her shoulder.

"Are you trying to kill me? You scared me to death!"

Cui Ji flinched and shouted. She spun around, ready to lash out, but the moment she saw who it was, her anger deflated.

It was Girl A, the last survivor of the first batch