Entering the same room, Aurora stood before the sight, with Slady sitting on the couch, wordless.
She looked at the bodies and put her hands to her lips, trying not to vomit. Her trembling fingers walked to the doorframe, her jaw grinding as hatred grew from head to toe.
"You... did this?..."
Without hesitation, Slady simply nodded.
"A killer does everything to make sure no one knows his secrets..."
He stood and slowly walked toward Aurora, handing over his wrists.
"But I'm tired of secrets. I don't want to run away anymore, not anymore."
Slady was enveloped by several modern squares, covering his body and preventing him from moving. With hatred, Aurora responded to him.
"You're going to die today, Slady. You monster."
***
Thus, after he surrendered himself, all the news reports announced that they had discovered the Killer of the Century. Blaming him for the building's destruction.
Surrounded by a large crowd, Slady finds himself facing a people who completely hated him. Others, who had respected him for his actions against criminals, have now lost him.
Faller stared at him from a distance with disappointment, as if he thought he'd trusted the wrong person.
Victoria was no different. Her gaze conveyed the same feeling and seriousness.
Ferinish, who had arrived a little later, seemed to widen his eyes and couldn't say a word.
Shaphira and Elisa, who had arrived with Ferinish, were just as distressed. Especially Shaphira, who watched with tears in her eyes.
"Slady..."
Beside the assassin stood a sort of guillotine. On the other side stood Aurora, who regarded him coldly.
"State your crimes, Slady."
A microphone went up, and he walked slowly to the instrument, responding with conviction.
"In over two hundred years of my existence, I, Slady, have killed countless criminals. Some in mass massacres... and now, trying to escape, I've lost my reason. I murdered Roger and his family, killed Rin Yuang, and buried her in the undeveloped areas."
Faller and Victoria simply looked away in disgust. Ferinish lowered his head, murmuring softly:
"I never would have thought you'd kill an innocent to escape..."
Despite being silent, Slady listened, making her heart shatter in half.
Elisa turned away, murmuring to herself as well:
"You promised me you'd change, for us..."
Her heart broke, as if it had been cut in half. But Shaphira's tears were what made her feel truly... like garbage.
"Do you feel entitled to a final word, Slady?" (Aurora asked)
"No. No words will cure me of my sins."
Then the guillotine was brought down on Slady, his head fitting into a circle, and the blade, which wasn't sharpened, made it clear it had been made specifically for him...
To feel great pain before dying.
Everyone looked away from the scene, but when the blade began to fall toward his neck...
Track! (Slady bit her lip in a specific area, bleeding.)
That triggered a mechanism that activated several bombs scattered throughout Libretanhya.
"I'm sorry for everything..."
The explosion was... catastrophic, destroying Libretanhya completely. Most of the hunters died, the civilians were vaporized, and the strongest barely survived, without such "serious" injuries.
Ferinish had quickly protected the girls, receiving all the power, which, with a kind of gas, caused all the Renkai Energy to be drained from her body. She returned to her original state.
Shaphira remained unchanged by the protection, but she also lost consciousness, like Elisa.
Victoria had created a water barrier to protect herself and her beloved, but it evaporated instantly, sending them both flying away.
Because she was too close, Aurora took the full brunt of the attack, being thrown kilometers away. Only surviving with the sacrifice of all the robots that had protected her.
Walking amidst the destruction, her body regenerated with every lost molecule...
'There's no turning back now...'
Looking up at the sky, covered in the gas, he sighed.
'What I'm going to do next will hurt me, make me cry, make me regret...'
'But this is for their own good. They'll be happier without me.'
Heading toward the undeveloped area, Slady walks through the ancient wreckage, which has been further destroyed. The gas reached some Inferius, eliminating every Renkai Creature in the dimensions.
"Truth... you'll be by my side, right? I'll make amends for everything I've done..."
"No."
The strangely firm voice made Slady stop in his tracks. Imagining himself in the mental sanctuary, he looked back, seeing... an angel? No, it was Truth herself.
Her white hair, loose, flew as she floated, her white wings emerging from her back, and finally... her eyes opened, revealing blue eyes so beautiful... so... perfect, as if they would burn anyone who looked into them.
"Slady, I will return to the heavens. Where I belong. Zyrionq invited me to be by your side again."
Slady's heart ached. He moved closer, trying to reach her with his only remaining hand. But it was as if he could never reach her.
"But you told me you would be by my side forever, Truth! For everything we've been through together!"
"I'm sorry, Slady..." (Her tone grew colder)
"...But I never cared about you. You were only what kept me alive until I could reverse the Renkai Energy from my spirit and transform it into Pure Mana. You were just a servant, you never meant anything to my greatness."
Tears began to well up in Slady's eyes, trying to reverse the situation.
"And our contract, Truth?! And everything we built together?!"
"That doesn't matter to me anymore, our contract is over."
She began to fly toward the sky, as if leaving that mental plane.
"Goodbye, Slady, and never try to find me again."
With that, she disappeared, the sanctuary crumbled, the plane faded from her mind, and the vision of a white bird with blue eyes flying toward the clouds was like Truth returning to her place.
He fell to his knees on the floor, his white locks beginning to fade, his hair coming loose from its bun. The sadness he once felt slowly faded, his tears drying as quickly as he could think.
"Everything I did... was all in vain..."
His emotions, his humanity, everything was devastated from his being.
***
Struggling toward a familiar temple, the artificial intelligence greeted him.
"Someone doesn't seem well... Slady?"
"I... I need to use The Shaper."
"..."
Then, walking toward that door, the candles lit, the various Destroyer hearts revealed themselves, and the door, previously indestructible, finally opened...
A giant room with a massive machine at its center was revealed, connected by numerous wires with electrical energy and lots... LOTS of Renkai Energy.
"Slady, when you created me, you never gave me a purpose, you just told me I was your greatest invention yet..."
"I know that..."
He leaned on a large keyboard there, beginning to type something in a language all his own.
"What are you doing, Slady?"
"I'm doing what's best for the people I loved: being forgotten."
With a touch of hesitation, Slady tapped "apply" on the screen. The machine began to shake, the place began to drop parts of its structure to the ground, and then...
Destroying the roof of the place, an energy flew, passing through the ozone layer and reaching out into space...
As it exploded, a barrier began to grow beyond the planet itself, as if enclosing not only that world, but also the solar system, the galaxy, the universe...
In the memories of those who knew him, his image began to fade, records of his existence began to be shaped, both written and digital.
Photos containing her image disintegrated, videos containing her presence were erased...
"Slady's" existence was erased... forever...
The temple began to crumble. Slady leaned against the wall and looked at her last syringe, injecting it into her neck.
"The Slady, the Theatrical Assassin, and Servant of Truth... I hate those titles."
"I know that, Slady. You hate titles..."
"But will you be here to be remembered with such references again?"
"I don't know. So I ask you my last request..."
"Self-destruct."
"But you will..."
"It's a 50/50 chance. If I die, I deserve that fate. But if not... I'll start all over again."
"Understood... protocol 500: self-destruct system activated in 10 seconds..."
"10..."
Meanwhile, Slady remembers everything. Of the moments of happiness, of love, everything that seemed so beautiful, but now even more so when everything was lost.
"5..."
Slady closes her eyes, preparing for the possible end. And even without happiness, a smile appeared on her lips.
"1..."
"Goodbye, Slady."
The AI said goodbye...
***
In the face of the destruction of Libretanhya, it was remarkable to see another explosion...
In the area of the explosion, nothing remained, perhaps just more debris from an "untold" story...
(Thus ends the third volume)