After she met Jonas, everything began to go wrong.
She had thought that going from using the Predecessor Civilization to liberate all humanity to being used by it, becoming a pawn in its revival, was already unexpected enough. But she had never imagined that Jonas would be even more unpredictable than the Predecessor Civilization.
First, Noel, whom she had sent to investigate District 25, fell into Jonas's trap. Then Zero, whom she had sent to rescue Noel, was captured too. And now District 25 had launched a surprise attack. In just that brief span of time, her slight advantage had turned into a completely one-sided defeat.
It left her feeling rather hopeless.
District 25 did not look as though it had only begun producing war machines after the Federation suddenly plotted against it. There was no way it could have built that many Fourth-Generation Tactical Mecha in such a short time.
All she had done was hand District 25 a pretext for war, turning herself straight into Jonas's sex doll.
"Back then, I had a vague feeling that District 25 might turn on me, but how could it happen so quickly? It was practically instantaneous. Were those families to blame, or was Jonas so uncannily shrewd that he accounted for every single person?"
Where exactly did things go wrong...?
"Dorothy."
At the familiar voice, Dorothy whipped her head around. Seeing Noel wheel herself inside, she let out a relieved breath. "Noel, what brings you here?"
"I come out for some fresh air now and then. I kept calling you just now, but you didn't answer, so I came straight in."
Noel looked at Dorothy with concern. She could sense the heavy burden Dorothy was carrying, but now that things had reached this point, nothing she said could turn the situation