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Metallica fortress, chief's office. The Ning people, sitting on its throne, recognized that the moment was near.

The short-term showdown achieved through the use of threats using strategic weapons is in its final stages.

"Dear Nate. Successful destruction of all intruders."

That's what a few liaison officers left behind to keep track of the war. But that's a mistake.

"All, or..."

From the middle of the fight, the Nings knew what the Rocks were after. That, oddly enough, was consistent with this plan.

said Ning. Metallica is over if it falls itself, he said. If you want to take me down, come up here.

This is nothing but a lie to trap them. In fact, if the Ning fall, Metallica will disintegrate, and perish. So it's a word of truth.

The Simple Plan, which understood this, took a dispersed break-in operation as a tactic to defeat the Nings in a short time. It is only natural if we take into account the elimination of the possibility of total annihilation at once, the disadvantages of the late, although not originally accustomed to fighting together, and the strength of the Rocks, who, as individuals, also act as a sufficient force of war.

but on top of that, I guess they had decided. He who gives the highest priority and moves ahead.

That should be the most trustworthy man in the last battle to face the evil king.

A fierce battle broke out at each point in the fortress, but it all seemed like something for that man's exposure. Most likely, the others who cut ahead were not going to get this far, and there was a chance of winning. The Rocks, including that man, take me by more than one hand. That's what I should have been after.

But it was stopped by the hands of the Companions of the Ning. It literally held me back from the path of righteousness with that life.

And on the other hand, the Ning didn't dare to respond as they noticed the man approaching us. We knew it would be defeated in a flash where we did the half-breed force, and because Tsurgi and the other executives were more burdened than their limits on their respective fields alone.

Soon, that man will come.

Just what I want.

This battle becomes a battle. I knew that. The battle will probably not end until you are the last one on both sides. Both factions, it is self-evident who will be the last one.

And that man had decided to take him down immediately with this hand. There was a reason it had to be.

Then.

"... good job. Enough here."

"What? So, but Master Nate!

"It's okay. Oh, yeah. You've set up the example, haven't you? Then you can start already. I'll take care of the rest. Evacuate."

The Nings spoke that way to the telecommuters. They are not combat personnel. Being here any longer won't do you any good, and you're just pointlessly putting your life at risk.

I had a couple of questions, but I managed to push through the favor and have them evacuate. There will be no non-combatants discussed after this. It's a relief.

"... Well,"

The Ning man, who remained seated on the throne, put on his cheek and closed his eyes only slightly.

Running through the days brings me to my head. Meet many people, warm hours, ready to decide not to stop, sin of walking down Shura's path.

Everything is part of the Ning people and led them to the top.

It's been a long fight. There were a lot of things. To be honest, I don't know how much my people have supported me, but I think I've come this far all the time.

Answers to the first words of those who could have called themselves seniors, which gave me a chance to grasp them in a few moments.

Let this world change.

That's not the right thing to do. It would break many things and hurt many. It's not something you can do until you destroy this full world.

But still. You can't stay like this. I cannot affirm this world, which is ignored as if there were no minorities, including myself.

I know it is evil to deny the values of the world and to fight to pierce my ambitions. Still, you can't stop fighting.

With enough sin and business to distract me. Supported by our beloved colleagues.

How many justice defeats and involves everything in the world. And the last one to fight, it's still that guy.

The Nings don't believe in fate or anything. But I still learn strange emotions.

Moments later, I heard a roar from behind the Ning people. It sounded like it was going to blow up a dark cloud that could stand all over the world.

The Ning remain seated on the throne, pointing toward the monitor behind the chief's office. So I can tell this is the sound of the door being destroyed.

"... are you here? I've been waiting."

Turn the throne and turn back to the intruder who destroyed the door.

It's biological. I'm not transformed. And despite that, it's almost intact.

"I see."

Transformation takes a load on the body. You shouldn't abuse it until the time comes to fight in your best condition. This man knows that. It came on top of that. He kicked all the Guardians and the Rocks in the shoulder and came up.

It should have been a bitter decision for a kind man to fight for people at the expense of himself. No matter how much his people wanted it, no matter how much determination this man believed in the triumph and survival of his people, how much determination it took to carry it out.

This man is not a passionate bloodthirsty person without looking over. He is a righteous man of strong will and superior intelligence.

Maybe. The Ning thought.

Maybe me and this guy are somewhere alike.

"No, I don't think so."

Ning people laugh just a little. And I immediately struck down my thoughts like that and rose from the throne.

I flipped a cloak over my right shoulder and looked at the man in the front.

And told him in a low, cloudy voice to trap the gushing fighting spirit and malice.

"We're gonna settle this. Thousands of stones, no, Dylan......!

"No, Dylan......!

Yuki doesn't hate the man in front of him.

This man is not like Fujiro.

Unlike Fujiro, who tried to destroy the world only by his own destructive impulses and self-evident greed, this man tries to control the world with a vision.

But for what he tries to exchange, there will be numerous destruction and sorrow.

I can't let that happen. So stop.

That was the thought of Shin-hee.

That day, 25 years ago, when he was undercover in Metallica during his founding years as just an agent, Shun Hee lost something important. I gained this power.

It wasn't what I wanted, but that's when I decided.

When you defend this present world, where many live in peace, you talk about the evil of trying to break it.

Yuki likes humans. Indeed, the world may not be complete, but nevertheless the greatest number of people in history believe that this world is worthy of living normally and happily ever after. And people can move forward one by one. So the world can continue to get better, and someday we should be able to make our way to a truly ideal future. I've done everything I can to do that. As Rocks, and as one person.

So we cannot deny such a world in the form of 'conquest' and admit to changing it on the assumption of sacrifice. Ninja Komori is, in a way, more dangerous than Jiro Fujimori.

I've been fighting. I was worn out many times, betrayed, and still stood up. Only when my transformation, which was supposed to have been made for the opposite purpose between, became known as hero (Rox).

No matter how many superhuman abilities you have, you can't deal with enormous evil and keep protecting everything.

Still, I didn't give up. One battle at a time made sense, and I could eat away the power of evil. And most importantly, it's Shinki's pride to have protected someone.

There is now at the end of that battle.

Just like myself, I came to the point of challenging the showdown with my fellow citizens (Rocks) who loved this world and wished to defend it with all their lives at stake.

And I could have come this far because I had their help. After Fujiro, he was able to stand in the sight of a king who would bind all evil.

To defend this world for my fellow citizens, for my own wishes and pride.

Chishi Tatsuki stared straight at the man in black and said away in an unmistakable voice.

"Metallica leader, Ninja Komori. I'll take you down."

Two men across the street. Soon they also stopped the heavy rain that was pounding on the ceiling, and the floor was wrapped in silence.

Purgatory Island Metallica Fortress top floor, chief's office. The battle that will soon begin here is literally what determines tomorrow in the world.

The air between the silent two rapidly solidifies.

They didn't make a gap with each other, just to settle, and they went into that motion.

Ninja Komori hands on his own tie knot.

Chishi Ryuki brings his right fist closer to his left shoulder.

Both Tsurugi, who is of zero type, and Ning, who is a prototype of the Silhouette series, "at that time" have behavior similar to the switches that they prescribe for each other. This is common to all metallic-made transformative humans.

But for both of us, that's more than just what we've laid down to make it easier to switch consciousness as conditioning and reflection, like other modified humans.

It is a manifestation of determination to transform men into the incarnation of two conflicting concepts to dwell in them the power to fulfill their respective beliefs.

In the name of justice, at the end of the path of evil.

"... Transformation!!!

That voice, which the two men gave at the same time, was a mutually soulful growl.

For a moment. Black storms and white fierce winds, wicked light and beautiful brilliance flood the room.

And the men disappear.

What appeared there instead was the appearance of a demon and a knight, who bumped and fought against their inalienable thoughts.