理解されない事だし、またその必要もないのだが。
貴方達が話しかけているのは“人間じゃない”。人間を材料に鋳造された概念兵器——要は、モノだ。
I am a cogwheel of the fate.
I've already fired furnace of my heart,
And kept blood and tears in crucible of my brain.
Criticism is my hammer,
And organ is my anvil.
Withstood too much pain to realize ideal.
No Need to Hope
Nor Known to Hope
I have no regrets. This is the only path.
Create the lance to penetrate someone's grief.
So as I pray ——
“Unlimited Blood Works”