"Ha ha ha! You finally came, everyone from the Holy Light Office-and Rentaro!" A wild laugh rang out above the factory.
Everyone hurriedly looked up. Atop a towering smokestack stood a man in a black gentleman's suit and black hood, wearing a mask with an eerie smile. His cold eyes looked down on them.
"It's you, Kagetane Hiruko!" Rentaro glared hatefully at the figure on the smokestack. This was the bastard who had exposed Enju's identity at school.
"Ha ha, Rentaro, did you like my gift? Surely you've seen the truth of this world now! Twisted human hearts leave people like us nowhere to belong. Only by unleashing an even greater crisis will weapons like us, modified for war, be needed. So once again, I sincerely invite you to join me." Standing high above them, Kagetane Hiruko gazed coldly at Rentaro and extended his invitation again.
"Bastard! Is that why you're fighting over the Seven-Star Relic?" Rentaro gritted his teeth. This man had almost destroyed his perfectly good life. He dared not imagine what would have happened to him if he had lost Enju.
"Isn't that reason enough? We're both mechanized soldiers modified through the New Humanity Creation Project. Isn't war the very reason we exist? If the world has no war, then I'll create one and make us needed. Come, Rentaro. Let's create a world that needs us." From high above, Kagetane Hiruko extended a hand toward Rentaro.
"Heh. That's the most boring villain speech I've ever heard. I thought you were doing all this to change the world, or because you were sick of its chaos and wanted to reset it or something. But all you want is to be needed? You really do have an inferiority complex." Aiki calmly stepped in front of Rentaro and looked up