Since this incident, Alonia's freedom of movement has been restricted, and she has been re-imprisoned in a container filled with nutrient solution, connected to various mechanisms and cables, on the one hand, to ensure her normal life activities as a human, and on the other hand, to adjust her system as a machine.

At this moment, Alonia was completely unable to distinguish whether she was a human or a machine, all she could do was stare blankly at the unchanging things outside the container: the steel walls, the cold floor, the busy staff, and the occasional Aslan, whose eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism, her father...

I don't know if it's a coincidence or a deliberate thing, but the place where the Orosius Heavy Industries Legion experimented on Elonia's clone is opposite, and sometimes, when the iron door of the room is opened, you can still see the scene on the other side.

The scene was as static as this one, as it was full of scarlet at all times, with the sound of system crashing explosions and the screams of girls.

All the time, Elonia watched as girls who looked exactly like her were sent to the laboratory, and finally pushed out in a state of mutilated corpses, their deaths were tragic, all of them exploded and died because of the failure of some experiments, however, in addition to pain, there was a nostalgia for life in their eyes.

It's not surprising that those girls weren't machines, they were all living beings, and although they were only copied from Elonia's cells, most of them had undergone some degree of mechanical transformation, but they couldn't erase the fact that they were human!

Just like Number 1, they cry, laugh, and stare at the night sky in a sensual daze, even if they look the same, but each of them is an individual, a real human being!

If they are human, why are they treated so cruelly? If they are human beings, why should they be deprived of the right to live?

Alonia doesn't remember how long it has been since 1 died, all she knows is that since that day, her world has no longer had even the slightest light, and at first, she would secretly cry, but it didn't take long for her tear ducts to become numb, and she couldn't even remember what grief was like.

Sometimes, Elonia wondered if her birth was a mistake, and if there was no her in this world, her clones would not have been created, and they would not have been treated so cruelly, and they would not have to endure such suffering.

However, the irony is that she was born by mistake, but now she is protected like a treasure, even if she wants to die, she can't find any way, compared to those sisters who are so fragile that they will disappear in the blink of an eye, she can live so deformed.

For the first time in her life, Elonia felt the disgust of being alive, and her daily task seemed to be to keep her eyes open and watch her "self" die like ants, turning into dust without any suspense.

Such days, Elonia herself doesn't know how long, a year? Five years? Or ten years? Her time is spent in numbness and darkness, sometimes quickly, in the blink of an eye, sometimes slowly, only a thousand years of nights...

In the process, Alonia is also growing, she has become a beautiful girl from a former child, however, the change in appearance does not seem to have any meaning, and the things she experiences every day remain the same.

Every day, cells are taken from her body to grow new clones, and the ones that are pulled for experiments are just like her, from children to girls.

How many people have been copied in total? How many people have died? Alonia has lost count of the times, maybe thousands, maybe tens of thousands, through those clones, or through those sisters, Alonia has witnessed the growth of "herself", and has witnessed herself countless times.

As she looked at the shredded corpses that had been pushed out of the lab, Alonia wondered if she were to die one day, would she be like them?

Over the years, the experimenter's work has become more and more complicated, and they have placed various replicat-tested weapons on Alonia's body, and entered precise parameters that have been corrected more than ten times, and the results are naturally satisfactory, and these parameters obtained with blood and corpses as chips can be said to be flawless.

And in the process, the experimenters created some kind of terminal computer, which could be programmed to some kind of system as long as it was connected to Alonia's body.

In other words, the experimenters are erasing Alonia's original personality! And get ready to create a perfect new personality while designing the system inside her! A personality without feelings, never hesitates, and is absolutely obedient to Aurosis!

This means that when the system is designed and a new personality appears, Elonia's body will not change in any way, but in reality, "she" no longer exists, she will disappear forever, the memories of the past will disappear, she will no longer remember any experiments, she will no longer remember any pain, she will no longer remember the number one who made a promise to her, and she will no longer remember herself...

This process is cruel to Alonia, it is equivalent to taking an iron brush and washing it in her head, washing her soul away little by little, until her soul is gone!

Actually, after all this, Elonia didn't hate Aslan, because she always had a thought that Aslan was her father and gave her life, and it was this man who brought her into this world, so no matter what he did, she had no reason to hate.

Therefore, no matter what orders Aslan gave to the staff, Alonia never hated him, and for so long, even in the face of this cruel erasure of personality, she silently accepted it.

It's just that Alonia doesn't want to forget everything, she doesn't want to disappear so inexplicably!

At least, she wants to remember the promise! She also wants to remember the promise she made with Number One! Even though Number 1 had already died in Alonia's memories, she had never forgotten this sister, and those promises and promises had always been engraved in her heart.

Even if Number 1 is dead, Alonia still hopes to go on with her wishes, even if she is not by her side, as long as she can live well, then maybe she can be happy, isn't it?

However, to such a request, for such a simple request as "keeping memories", Aslan's answer was unusually firm and cruel: impossible!

Aslan is a perfectionist and he will not allow any instability to be added to his plans.

Aslan's answer pushed Elonia to the edge of the cliff completely, and at this moment, all hope was really gone, truly gone, and nothing left behind!

Alonia doesn't seem to be able to do anything, she can only use her own will to resist the new personality data that keeps pouring into her mind, however, this resistance is meaningless, she can clearly feel that she is disappearing little by little, maybe it won't be long before she disappears completely, along with all the memories, along with the agreement with No. 1, disappear completely...

In the process of falling into darkness, Elonia wondered what was causing all this? Who's wrong? Why is there no glimmer of light and hope in this world, and why is there darkness and despair enveloping her in every corner?

Elonia didn't understand, she didn't understand why she had to endure all this, she didn't understand why her sister had to be copied and killed like guinea pigs, there was no room for struggle.

Alonia didn't understand, she didn't understand why these cruel experiments had to be carried out, she didn't understand why when the clones died, there was no expression on everyone's faces, no mercy.

As a child, Elonia loved to read, and she often saw a phrase in books: God loves the world!

But is there really a God in this world? If so, why is it urging all this to turn a blind eye?

If God really exists, why wouldn't he be willing to drop even a modicum of hope?

Just as Alonia's consciousness was about to be overwhelmed by the system's new personality data, she stumbled upon a conversation between Aslan and the staff.

She couldn't hear the specifics of the conversation anymore, but the general meaning was that the staff said that the correction parameters of all weapons and equipment had been obtained, and it was smoother than expected, so more replicas survived.

Alonia was originally relieved, does this mean that no one needs to die? If so, even if everything about her is in tatters, it doesn't seem so cruel.

However, Aslan's answer then shattered all her hopes.

Perhaps because she was so impressed, Alonia jotted down Aslan's words verbatim: "The survivors are all destroyed, we don't need them anymore." ”

At this moment, what enveloped Alonia was not darkness and despair, but an inexplicable relief.

They are no longer needed.

It turned out that all of them, including herself, were just a tool, a tool that was not taken as a life, and if so, it didn't seem surprising that the experimenters felt no guilt when the clones died.

It turns out that this is the final answer.

It turns out that this is what they really are, this is what human beings are.

Elonia silently opened her eyes, looking at Aslan's smile with excitement and fanaticism, looking at the happy expressions of the experimenter's accomplishment, she finally understood that this was human, a living form that could use its own kind as a tool.

Suddenly, Alonia thought of the story of God's creation of man.

Did God ever think that the life He had given to this world would be so ugly, cruel and twisted? Did God ever think that instead of light and hope, God would send down endless darkness in this world?

Perhaps, God doesn't care about these things at all, and the whole world may be a game of God, and he will abandon it when he gets tired of playing it, and he doesn't care whether they are good or evil.

At this time, Alonia remembered what Aslan had said to her, and Aslan said that she was the "god" of Orosius.

"God?" Alonia muttered silently...

If she really is God, then what does she want to do?

Looking at Aslan, looking at the staff, looking at the clones that were escorted out by the soldiers and ready to be destroyed, looking at the fear of death and the nostalgia for life in the eyes of the girls, Alonia seemed to have found the final answer.

Kill everyone! Kill all the ugly humans! Cleanse this God-forsaken world from all darkness and sin!

When she got the answer, Alonia smiled, perhaps for the first time in a long time, laughing so freely, but so dark, the corners of her lips curled like a hook stained with flesh and blood...

At this moment, the new personality data entered into the system just overwhelmed her consciousness, and by mistake, when the new personality was about to take over the body, Elonia's thoughts at the last moment suddenly poured out like a tide, spreading like black ink dripping into the water, completely impregnating everything...

Kill everyone! Purify the world!

In a state of panic, the newborn Alonia shattered the container and truly descended into the world, an endless array of turrets unfolding from the void and targeting everyone...

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