Today was supposed to be a quiet day, Hana and Camille were not on duty, and several new members of the containment team that the Department of Control had coordinated for the other departments to be opened were being trained. The noisy work area that I usually entered, everything was unusually quiet, the fantasy was as quiet as a lazy kitten, and the clerical staff was sparsely moving through the upper passages. I would have enjoyed the strange atmosphere until I took the elevator and ran into them in the hallway outside the containment unit of the Forgotten Killer (Designation: T-01-54).

Maxi, Loki, Marx, Gregory, they ...... All here, all with blood-colored red pupils, in the same space as me.

The atmosphere was instantly embarrassing to the extreme, and the air seemed to hold its breath because of it. The five of us stood like stone statues on Easter Island, as if we had roots under our feet; I can't make a sound out of my mouth, as if we never gave birth to an organ called the throat.

At this point, it was the director's work order that broke the deadlock, and I was asked to work on T-01-54 instinctively, and I suddenly rushed into the murderer's containment unit as if I had been pardoned, and at the moment I slammed the hatch slammed shut, I felt like I was desperately trying to escape from the terrible monster that was chasing after me.

I didn't dare to think about the expressions of the four people outside the door, let alone look back, I took two deep breaths, "Work first, work first." "I'll just comfort myself.

Instinctive work on T-01-54 isn't complicated, except for the fact that he looks almost human-like in his over-tied corset and prison uniform that looms through the gaps, and his kneeling posture that struggles to move under the confines of his corset, makes one think that he is fairly safe for his job (which it is). His instinctive job was nothing more than simple feeding, drinking, and ventilation, and all the supplies needed for the work were prepared in the containment unit, and I held a special long clip outside the cordon to clip the "food" compressed into a brick in front of him, and he moved forward to feast as usual, and drank water with the same special straw. That guy refuses to be clean, and I don't have to.

After the "Forgotten Murderer" had eaten and drunk, I was about to adjust the ventilation and finish my work, when the death row prisoner suddenly spit out the unswallowed food in his mouth and spoke to me:

"You...... You too...... It's a murderer...... Right...... Right. ”

I was stunned, his voice was unusually hoarse, his language was incoherent, and he even had a very distinctive accent that I had never heard in anyone's mouth.

Seeing that I didn't respond, the guy continued, "You...... You must be, I ...... I can tell at a glance that you'...... You killed someone, you killed...... Killed countless people. ”

He was right, and I could not argue with it, but I did not know whether it was out of shame or anger in the spirit of the devil, and I made a quibble against a visionary who identified me:

"You...... Damn, I'm here for ...... In order to protect more people. “

"I'm not like you!" I added.

"Different?" The killer laughed, it was a mockery, and it was a playful laugh: "Yes...... What's the difference, we're all ...... Trapped in this hellish place, you killed people for yourself, and I killed people for myself. ”

I was in a hurry, cold sweat flowed, and I hurriedly began to adjust the ventilation of the containment unit, and in a hurry, time seemed to have the intention of staying, and deliberately filled the pace.

The killer is still chattering: "We're all the same!! I killed my love! You too! You killed your lover! People who trust you! ”

"You are afraid of being judged! You're a coward too! ”

"We're all the same! They are all heinous murderers! ”

Those words irritated my heart all the time, I wanted to ignore them, but my ears did not listen to the command to take them all in, add them to the chaos of my mind, and constantly corrode my pathetic spirit.

One point, two points...... "Beep!" The control panel light is green and I can finally leave this place!

I immediately rushed out of T-01-54's containment unit, just as I had been here.

I didn't dare to raise my head, I didn't dare to make eye contact with anyone, and in my body like the walking dead, only a sentence from that hoarse voice echoed empty:

"We're all the same."

Damn it! We really are all the same! I'm no different from that anomaly that kills so much, no different from the other monsters who stay here! Doing nothing, not going anywhere, we're like a bunch of tools here to be driven, just like those visionary bodies, as a part of the assembly line to drive every flesh and blood cog for this damn company!

We are not qualified to excuse ourselves, we have long been cold and not like humans, and we are no different from those monsters who kill people in the grid!

"Ahh I'm a goddamn monster! "I was shivering, I couldn't speak well, my steps were even more trembling, and I didn't look like a normal person at all.

"Devna?" Seeing me like this, Maxi and Marx stepped forward one after another and asked in that unique and gentle male voice, "What's the matter?" Sick? ”

At this moment, my fragile nerves could no longer be strained, and I pounced, fell to my knees and cried.

The scene surprised everyone present, the most recent Marx and Maxi hurried up to me, comforting me while kneeling on one knee and trying to lift me up from the ground, Loki and Gregory seemed to know very well what was happening to me, they just tacitly lowered their heads, looked serious, and said nothing.

"I'm sorry for you!" I cried and howled hysterically: "I'm sorry Marx! I shouldn't have shot you with a magic bullet; Maxi, I shouldn't have taken out the slime balls of Dissolving Love (designation: D-03-109) and flaunted them and infected you into a puddle of pink slime! ”

I cried and pounded my chest as if I wanted to pull my heart out of it, but I knew that even if I did, the sins under me would not help; My body was empty, and all that was left was endless guilt overflowing from every pore of my body. Marx and Maxi rushed to stop my self-mutilation, and in the almost instinctive struggle of my limbs, they picked me up and leaned against a nearby wall. (Because the unfortunate company doesn't have any chairs in the hallway.) ）

In my memory, Maxi was the person with whom I interacted the most, although he was a male employee, he had a kind of gentleness and elegance unique to women, plus a slightly timid character, so he was not liked by his colleagues, but he had a lot in common with me, he always pouted happily and had a good temper; After being erased again and again, we will always become friends who talk about everything whenever we have the opportunity to meet. And I'm ...... But I still betrayed his trust in crisis after crisis, just to prolong my miserable life for a few more days.

At this time, Maxi took out a handkerchief and wiped my tears for me, while Marx handed me a tissue and asked me to hide my sobbing gaffe.

Compared with Maxi, Marx's memory is much less, but it is more profound, he is very upright, he is always the first to rush forward when encountered, he never complains when he is assigned to dangerous positions, he often sacrifices himself to help his colleagues, and it seems that every cycle is like this, he has always been the sun-like figure, the shining like gold, the shining that this dirty world cannot contain. I laughed at him mercilessly when he told us more than once about his ideals that he wanted to change the world, but his pragmatic attitude and theories that really made sense also attracted me more than once. In one cycle he called me "comrade", and I gladly accepted.

Under the comfort of the two of them, I soon regained my senses after drying up my tears, "I...... I know I'll never be able to get your forgiveness......" I sobbed softly, "but please, please...... Give me a chance to make amends! "I choked up, and if it hadn't been for Max Maxi to stop me, I would have almost fallen to my knees again.

The two of them were about to say something more when Gregory sighed and walked over to me.

He stroked my tear-stained cheek, "I've never regretted it, even now." ”

I was stunned, even now, Gregory knew me so well, in the hundreds of cycles I had fallen in love miraculously twice, and both times it was Gregory, who had a handsome face and a muscular body, had shiny brown hair, and was better educated than me. He doesn't smile often, but he laughs very charmingly, his personality is gentle and considerate, and he has an inexplicable maturity, which can give people a very mellow sense of security. Our love for each other happened almost instantaneously, like a pink love bomb exploding violently in our hearts, and our relationship gradually warmed up in a few hours, and soon became interdependent lovers. Unfortunately, the first relationship was outrageously short, and only a week after the relationship was confirmed, we were both martyred under the pressure of a speeding train (the tool-type fantasy "Yellow Springs Train", No. T-09-86); The second time was much more "lucky", from the first day of work to the restart of the cycle, we went through a total of 45 days together.

In the following cycles, I never fell in love again, and even when I met Gregory again, it was mostly just a passing passerby, or just a shallow exchange. And he, of course, was like everyone else, whose blood had been stained and defiled by my hands......

I looked at the look he cast at me, and there was no longer the same eagerness that he had when he was in love, yes, he didn't love me anymore, but I was surprised to be relieved, "Thank you, Gregory. I put my hands around him and sobbed softly on his shoulder.

Finally, there was Loki, who had always hated such situations, and he didn't come over, standing alone with his back to the side, waiting quietly.

Rocky is said to have come from a fairly prestigious university. He has always been a serious person, repeated cycles, he is almost always like that with a straight face, always doing records alone, working, alone, and extremely self-disciplined, and his daily habits are fixed like a machine, because of this, his work efficiency and success rate are rated quite high. If I hadn't been assigned to a department by chance, I might never have gotten to know him, but in my work and battles with him, I learned that he was only like this on the outside, but on the inside he was as delicate as a needle, and he always hid his feelings, hoping to erase the pain of loss. He's an orphan from the back alley, and I stumbled across his profile while working as a clerical in the Control Department.

It wasn't until I was completely back to normal and got up to seriously check my image that Loki finally walked in front of me, "We are all burdened with blood debts, and we all apologize to each other. ”

"But here......" Loki pointed from the ceiling to the end of the hallway, "this is a slaughterhouse that exterminates humanity, each of us is both a prey and a butcher, and it takes all this to end by living, alive." Self-blame is unnecessary, with the realization of the deceased, live, and for the sake of more people. ”

As he spoke, Loki showed us a rare smile - admittedly, it was not a warm and handsome smile, and it was even more funny on Loki's poker face, at this time, Maxi couldn't help it:

"Poof...... Hahaha!! Loki, your expression is so funny! ”

Then came Gregory, who giggled as well.

In this situation, Marx laughed out loud after he failed to laugh.

"You ...... You ......" Only Loki stood there slightly embarrassed and turned away with a look of shame, "Boring! ”

At this time, a warm current gradually flowed through my heart, nourishing my withered soul from top to bottom.

Suddenly, two fingers poked into my cheeks from the back, it was Maxi, "Laugh, I'm going to cry again." He spoke, baring his teeth and smiling brightly.

"Hmm!" I nodded, and smiled, and smiled knowingly.

All five of us were informed that we had been assigned an ALEPH-class EGO outfit of the ALEPH Anomaly, including weapons and armor, and I was given a trench coat called "Justice Judge" and a twin blade of the same name.

Control is fully open today, with wide hallways and fresh air mixed with the smell of enkephalin.

I was finally able to get a good night's sleep tonight.