It felt like the universe was trying to teach her a lesson.
Ever since that time, they were sending her a message. 'This world isn't for you.' and, 'your existence has no meaning.' But, despite knowing that for such a long time, she fought against that message. At first, she worked hard, even when things didn't work out and even when things failed. She encountered many setbacks and continued trying. However, at some point, her resolve broke down. Why was she working so hard? Who was she working hard for?
Setsura didn't know anymore. It was all so confusing.
Hearing a coughing sound, Setsura turned towards one of the injured hostages at the side. She quickly made her way over and passed her a bottle of water, "Please drink this."
"Thank you..."
The people here are all fighting for their survival, even though the situation looks hopeless right now.