At this moment, Kevin felt a strange sense of empathy.
"So this is how suffocating it feels... to have your life controlled by someone else?"
Just then, the golden skeletal statue landed on the ground as well.
Like a baby that had just learned to walk, it staggered crookedly toward them, still not quite accustomed to the entirely new sensations brought by Active Metal.
"It's over."
Having finally reached Kevin, Grem slowly raised his brilliant golden right hand and aimed it at Kevin's head.
At that moment, energy particles continuously gathered, concentrating in his palm and gradually forming a golden vortex.
Below, Kevin saw this and gave a self-mocking smile before slowly closing his eyes.
"Come on."
In those brief dozens of seconds, time seemed to stretch into years within Kevin's perception.
During that time, he thought about many, many things.
Before this, he had never felt that he had done anything wrong.
After failing to fight the Herrscher of the End and losing Mei, his childhood sweetheart, avenging himself against Honkai had become his sole remaining obsession.
For that, he had spared no cost.
But now, he suddenly felt that what he had done—forcing his obsession upon the humans of this era—might not have been so right after all.
At the very least, sacrificing others to carry out the Stigmata Project filled Kevin with intense guilt.
He had originally been a Fusion Warrior who fought against Honkai and preserved the glory of civilization.
But what had he done?
If Su had not stopped him in time,
the humans of this era might have gone extinct at his hands before even experiencing the Honkai phenomenon.
He had come within a hair's breadth of becoming a sinner for all eternity!
They said that when people faced death, they came to understand