Chapter 16: Farewell
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"I swear. I should've just done this earlier." said Horace as he lights up his cigarette.

Blood-curling screams that seemed to last for an eternity filled the entire lab.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

"CHISAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" Tomoya and Yuuta were filled with despair.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Horace and the other scientists were focused on the electrical signals displayed on the monitor.

"This is excellent data! Look! The prefrontal lobe and the cerebellum nodes are firing at a rate of 0.052 times per second!"

"Do you think the neural equivalent on human brains are the ones that processes the knowledge of pain? Oh, look! As expected."

And it was finally over.

"It seems brain activity is significantly slowing, similar to those found in moments before death!"

"This is profound. The data here will-"

"Look at them, Tomoya. Constantly talking about data, progress, whatever the fuck they want to call it. All of them are just heartless monsters." Yuuta's complaints fell into deaf ears as Tomoya immediately rushed towards Chisa.

"CHISA!!!" He quickly removes all the apparatus in her head, much to the dismay of the other scientists.

".̶.̵T̴o̷m̸o̴y̶a̸." Her voice box, due to the immense electricity that ran throughout her, was starting to break. 

"Chisa!"

".̴.̶T̴o̷m̸o̴y̶a̸,̵ ̶Th̷a̵n̶k̶ ̶y̴o̸u̸"

"Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do now?"

"...P̴l̶e̷a̵s̶e̶,̶ ̵n̵e̵v̷e̵r̸ ̴f̶o̶r̵g̸e̵t̸ ̴a̵b̶o̴u̷t̵ ̷m̷e̸,̴ ̸e̶v̷e̴n̵ ̴w̸h̶e̶n̴ ̴y̶o̴u̷ ̴a̵r̵e̷ ̵g̴o̷n̵e̷,̴ ̷T̶̺̼̄̓ȍ̵͔̙̈́m̷͙̣͛̇ö̴̞̭́y̶̮̏͝ȁ̸͎̪.̷̙͊ .̵.̶.̸l̴i̵v̶e̸ ̸a̵s̶ ̷f̵r̵e̶e̵ ̸a̵s̸ ̷y̸o̷u̶ ̵c̴a̷n̴.̵̢̹̱̬̜̮̙̺̅̀̓͝.̷̣̲͎̪̣̲̬̓.̸̟̯̘̠̪͍́̃̊̓͐͑̆̈́.̸̢̩͎̀͊̀͑͝.̶̫̲͐̾̏͝.̵̡̢̧̛̛̙͎̘̬͋̇̓̆͊́͠.̴̜̀̾͋̀̃̿͂͠.̸̢̼̩͓̏̍̐̄́̃̾.̴̨͎͖̞͇̗̰̞̳̃͛̉.̵͖̳̦͚̻̗͕̫̙̒́̇͆̔̈́̚.̴̢̤̯͓̣͍̙͖̾̎̂̆̉̔̽̔̌.̷̱̯̅̋͜͝.̷.̸̨̧̣͔̝̜̬͚̱̱̲̗̈́͋̒̊͗̋̐̌̇̂͛͐̅̅̑͒̄̓̕.̸̰͓̭̟̱̲̖͙͍̻̳̉̏̅̈́͋̈́̓͛̒̓̐͗̑̊͗͒͗̑̂̀̆͆̓̄͗̀́͊̐͑̔͐͘̚̚͘̕͜͝͝͠͠͝.̷̢̛̛͙͙̗̪̦͔͖͖͔̫͇̘̞̪̤̼̒͂͑̀͌̂̌̓̆̽̊̓̍̓͐̅̓̃̆̏̌̆̐́̑̈́́̏͑̉͛̒̈́̑̃͒̅͌͌̈́͗̽̄̓͒͝͝͝.̵̧̡̡̛̻͕̦̰͓̬͍̟̞̻̬̹̜͕̠̠̝̮̅̔͊͆͑̓̓͑̅̽͆̈͒̎͗͆̑̒̈́̂̑́̌̅͊̍͊̎̌̆̈́̈́̑̾̈́͐̀̚͘̚͘̕͠͝͝͠.̸̛̛̛̠̩̳͚̼̯͍͉̲̓̅̓̀̿̆̿͋͒͐͛̄̈́́̂͆́͐̿̌͂̔̍͊̎̊͐͛͐͌͌͑̚̚̕͠.̷̛̞̲̼̖̣͍͓̥̥͒͑̃̎̐̐̿̾͂̅̎͂͂̓̅̒͋̾͌́͐̃̎͑̅̈̔͌̾̉̄̓̀̕͝͝͝.̶̡̧̬̯̼̲̲͈̟̘͍͓̬̪̮̥̰̱̯̪̟̲̦̪̖̳͙͔̗͚̝̟̹͓̳̫̮̘̻͙͙̣̦̈́̄͑͒̐̒͐̾̇͋̾̋͌́͌͐̽͐̐̎̔̈̌̾̅̕͘̕͜͜͝.̸̢̛̺̹̫͔̍͛̈̉̒̊̈́̈́̇̅͊̓̓̒̐̂̊͌̀̿͆̈̄̒̀̍̑͊̐̆̈̊͝.̴̡̡̧̛̛̛̦͔̦̪̖͙̞̯͔̭̦͕͕̘͔̝̺͚̙͚̲͖͚͉̦̜̗̻͖̰̻̜̗̇̆͌̉̀͑͌̂͒̎͆̐̾́͂͑̌̈́̉͊̏̓͆̈́̀̓̃̃͆̄̅̀̀̅̿̓́̉͂̚̚̕̚͜͜͜͠͝͝ͅͅ.̴̢̨̻̠͕̥͇̲̥̼͓͓͕̟̙̥̳̟̲͗̇̂̇͒̀̄͊̉̃̔͂͂̈̔͐͗͒̏̒̾͂̈́̈́͗̈́̋͛̇̀̋͐̊̌̐́͒̑̉̕͝͝͝͝.̴̛̦͈̞̜͓̯͑̾̏̎̂̅͑͌͊̾̄͂͋͂̑͊͌̋̀͂̊̌͛͐̄̾̚̕͘̕͘͝͠ͅ.̸͕̤̣͗̓͋́̋͌̃͗̓̾̈́͊̒̉͑̑͊͊̈́̊̃͂͋̏̋̊̌̑͊̒̚̕̚̚̚͝͝͝͠.̷̨̱̰̻̥͕̻͖̲͚͉̫̲̖͇͔̞̬͚̙͙̰̪̞͔̝̻̾̾͗̀͌͌͋̑̆̾̈̓͒̿̾̄̔͆̊̿͒̈͋̈́̈́͐̽̌́͊̀̋̆̚̕̕̕̕͝.̷̢̢̛̦̮͇͕͙̰̲̼̟̺̻̤̭̙̭̺̭͖̯͔͇͎͙̜̗͕̪̦̠͖̲̺̩̭̹͙̩͚̇͂̋̽͂̌͌͌̏̓͋̄͌̄̓͒͊́́͠͝͝.̸̢̡̢̢̛͈̳̗͚̦̟̤̞̫̭̦͓͓̼͕̫͓͚̟͕̜̬̹̯͎̣̭̞̙̰̖̈́̃́͌̔̀̑̌͆̑͆̐̎̀̍̑͌̈́͋̓̑͐́͗͛͒̇̆̎̈̔̌͛̅̉̕͘͘̚̚͝͠͠͝.̶̡̡̝͎̖̮̳͈̯͎̺͚͕̞̫̩͇̟̰̣͓͚͎͕̗͎̫͔̘̩̣͙̹̝̻͓͚͓͗̓̈́̇͜͝ͅ.̵̡̱͕̘̬̞̫̺̻̹̯̤̮̻͓̯̘̭̪͇̪̬͉̈́́̅̈́̄̑̈́̈̀̈́̃͒͌̄̈́̽͜͠.̸̢̛̘͖̪̖̟͕͈͚̹̺̱̹̖͎̹̉̇̇̂̿̀̂̄̅͑̒́͐̔͛̂͗̊̽̽͐̾́͊̏̇͗͛̐̑̄̆̍̒̈́͘̚̕͘̚͜͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͝.̴̨̨͚̪̱̳͍͔̭̪͓̦̖͍̜̬͎̠̖͎͍̗͔͚̝̬̜̺͎̃͒͆̈̏̒̓̅͒̇̊̈̂̀̽̂͑̈̌͘͘͜͝͠ͅ.̶̢̧̨͕̺̮͖̳̭̞̗͉̼̰͚͖̲̝̥̤̣̪̱̤̠̦͖̖͚̫̳̙͖̲̘̰̹̖̈́͑͐͗̌̕̕.̶̡̨̨̧̻̘̥̤̖̹̞̗̟̜̖̱̳̘͔̩̲̘͆͌̋̍̎͋̅̂͋̄̽̀̈́͊̇͐͜.̷̧̰̘̖̞͉̳̗̻̯͋̋̈́̆͋̅́͐͑͌͋̈́͂̀͗̏̿̅̓̾͂͊̍̋͑̓́̔̌̌̐̚̕͘̕͝͝͝͝.̴̛̖̦͔̗̲̺̫̰͗͌̋͑́̀͒̎͋́͛̋̒͋͛͑̏̓̎̍͑̀̌̓̈́̆̽́́͂́́̎̕̚̕̕̚̕̚̚͝͝͠͝.̷͈̤͍͕͇̳̙̫͉͚̦̾̈̿̇̿̍̽̀̇͛͐͑̓͂̚͝͝.̴̢̡̨̨̨̧̧̢̛̛̛̩̪̙̙̤͍̙̭̻̟͉͕̤͉͓͔̗̪̼͓̝͙͕̱̟̦̲̘̱̗͇͇̦̝̃̓̇̅́̀̓͆̎̓̍̎̊̀͛̒̇̏͊͛̆̿̅̉̌̔̀́̇̈́̄̚̚̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͠.̷̡̡̧̡̧̨̛̛̼͔͍̟͉̦͖͖͙̤̩̰̬̗̗̖̭͇̻̜̩̯͙̞̘̙̼̟͛̐̓͐̓͋͗͑̃͂̇̀̋̈́͐̈́̒̊̊̾̆̓̄͒͆͑̓̒̇̃̃̆̃̿̂̄͋͘̕͘͘̕͠͠ͅͅͅ.̴͕̭͍͖̯̗̤̹̠́̉̽̏̐̀̀͋̆̽͐̐͒́̿͐̊͝.̸̛̛͉̩̖̟̗͓͕̭̥͚̜͖͖͑̓̂̃̊̎̀̈́͐̾̃͋͗̃̒̐͛͆̍̀͂͑̐͒͋̔̔͑͑͐̉̿͆̽̎͂̉̉̎̄̽̐̚͜͜͠͝͠ͅ.̵̨̢̨̛͕͓͉͈̩̬͕̥̺̙͉̫͒̊̑̍͆̿̔̔̽̃̌͗͛̽̂̔͗̐͐̎̒̾̀̐̒̌̎̉̏̐͒͘̚͜͝͝͝.̶̡̢̧̛̺̬̻͍̭̥͈͔̝̦̦̼͉̯̱̠̤̘̼̖̄̓̃̈́̀̑̍̏͜͜.̸̨͉̰͉̣̰̝͚̳̣̙͙̥͈̙̬̥͎̦̜̬̞̙̱̖̫̟̩͓̘͓̥̬͚̖̭̙͙̘̮̪͖̓̊̂́̀̔̓̿.̴̢̢̨̼͎͚͇̪̤͈̼̤̤͖̤͈͙̪̟̤̳͉̰̖̭̳̗͆͐́̒̿̐͘̚̕͠͝͝.̸̢̨̧̢̛̖̖̭̹͓̜͉̹͉̖̣̹̪̙̫̺͔̪̝̭͎͉͖̰̳̰̞̳͍͇̩͖̖͂͛̎̀̈̾͛͛̈́͝"______________

 

 

 

"It seems the communication between its nodes have finally ceased as of September 28, 2008. The experiment is therefore, complete."  Champaigns popped simultaneously and everyone but Tomoya and Yuuta were in a festive mood.

"This is a big step for humanity!" "Glory to Japan! Glory to Science!"

Horace went towards Tomoya and kneels on the ground with him.

"Kid, you are the greatest scientist the world has ever known, you might've even surpassed Einstein with this." He was ignored.

"I'm here to tell you about our next project."

"...can you tell me at least what purpose did Chisa had to die for?"

"Well, a lot, of course! All of those tests will be used for our industries! Specialized helper robots, workers for jobs no one wants to do, men wanting to pleasure themselves, many more!"

"..."

"Look, I understand that you saw... whatever that thing is, as a person... but its for the good of the majority! One life for the happiness of countless other people! You did this!"

"...I..."

Tomoya quickly grabs Horace's head and bashes it to the ground. He pulls out a gun from his pocket, undetected by security as he was a head researcher. 

"DON'T FUCKING MOVE, OR I WILL KILL THIS BASTARD!"

"You little cun-" 

*BANG*

One of the men in black falls to his own pool of blood. Everyone was frozen in fear. Tomoya grabs the body of Chisa and shoots all the memory drives on the room, thereby destroying any progress on the Human Neural Recreation Project.

"Yuuta, let's go."

"O-okay."

With Tomoya threatening Yuuta, he was able to secure a motorcycle to escape.

"Are you sure about this, Tomoya?"

"Yes. I cannot serve people who think one life can be sacrificed for whatever reason." Yuuta gives him the keys to his motorcycle. "And I can never ever let them get Chisa's data."

"So that's why you destroyed all of the computers..."

"One day, we will meet again. Find me, Yuuta. Find me when I am not Tomoya anymore, but Carlo."

"...okay."

 

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