"This is the last time, from now on your summons, the Feast-Goer will no longer accept." With that, 005's body gradually faded and vanished into thin air.
Charles sat silently on the sofa without moving, recalling everything he had just discussed with 005 and the information he had gathered from her.
At this moment, he was sure of one thing: it was utterly impossible to find a way to maintain humanity from 005.
First of all, 005 is a collective being, and he couldn't shatter himself into thousands of pieces like her. Additionally, whether she has any humanity at all is questionable.
On the round table, a dozen Charleses began to negotiate their contact with 005, but this plane's Charles had no clues, and neither did those from the other planes.
They were in a very awkward situation, wanting to achieve their goal but having no idea where to start.
