The Seitenshi murmured to herself, lowering her head to look at the girl in the baseball cap in her arms, who was still fiercely protecting half a can of luncheon meat.
Then she looked at the people around her, who had collapsed in terror at the appearance of the divine eye, exposing all their ugliness.
These people.
Before the weak, they were thugs; before the strong, they were slaves.
Their souls had long since been riddled with holes by greed, arrogance, and cowardice.
As for the [cursed children] they regarded as monsters.
They were merely struggling in the cracks for a humble chance to live.
Who was filth?
And who was light?
The answer was already self-evident.
This was-a chance.
The last chance.
The final thread of hope that God had left for this rotten world.
"Cursed children..."
The Seitenshi lowered her head, looking at the two girls still trembling in her arms.
The blind girl whose mother had destroyed her eyes with molten metal, only for them to be healed just now, and the girl in the baseball cap who had nearly been beaten to death for stealing a can of luncheon meat.
Their red eyes.
Once regarded by this world as a mark of a curse.
Were now-
"Pure light."
The Seitenshi gently gathered both girls into her arms.
She understood the true meaning of God's words.
Those children who had been discriminated against, persecuted, and stripped of all human rights from the moment they were born.
They were the purest beings in this world.
Because they had never wanted to hurt anyone. They only wanted to survive.
Meanwhile.
Tokyo Area, the Ministry of Defense's underground command center.
This solid fortress, dozens of meters underground, had once been the nerve center of humanity's fight against the Gastrea