plosis

June 23rd, cloudy

Dr. Silence told me that I am her friend. I am very thankful to her.

Dr. Silence is a good person, but because of that, I don't want to make her life harder.

She already carries too many burdens.

Such as Ifrit's 'Diαbolic Crisis.' And the other problems she and Saria have to face.

But... if my fate is already sealed...

I hope Dr. Silence and Ifrit will have happy endings.

My problems are very different from theirs, but they probably all stem from Rhine Lab's experiments.

There are a lot of people like us at Rhine Lab.

Outsiders think Columbian scientific research involves a lot of human experimentation.

But that statement needs an addendum to be accurate. Many researchers are far too eager to carry out these experiments on themselves.

...and only a tiny number of them have happy endings.

A dream––

Joyce's dream is full of hallucinations and whispers, an illusory world full of things she does not understand.

She treks through these lengthy dreams day after day, and even if she doesn't understand them, these scenes have already become commonplace.

However, during this brief moment, she suddenly realizes that the dreamscape is becoming clearer.

The wending whispers by her ear turn to recognizable words and sentences.

The mist obscuring her vision is slowly dissipating as well.

She stands atop a lofty mountain, and gazes down at everything before her.

In front of her, a magnificent city collapses into a dazzling display of metallic dust. Towering steel structures melt like clay.

In front of her, the shadow of a terrible colossus floats in the clouds above, the writhing darkness blotting out the sun and enveloping all.

In front of her, anguished screams and desperate cries waft up from the city.

Behind her, the Originium crystal shines with a peculiar glow.

It shines.

It shines.

It shines.