Layla, of course, also thought of what they had just said. She glanced at Leonard, her eyes hesitant: "That is exactly what I'm worried about—the only way for someone to become an esper other than through the dungeon..."
Everyone's gaze followed Layla's words and landed on Leonard.
Leonard spoke coldly: "A lot of people will die."
He paused for a moment before adding, "It will hurt."
The skin on his finger was torn open by his own hand, blood dripping heavily onto the ground, yet he didn't seem to care much about it.
"The apocalypse will come."
He wasn't a prophet, but it was as if he could already picture that future.
As a member of the Curtis family, Leonard knew how many people had died for the sake of a single successful experiment—him.
