What 2B desired more than anything was for the cycle of suffering to stop, what she got in return however wasn't what she wanted. Now faced with a world that is foreign to her, will she keep hanging on her past or find new meaning in existence and move forward.

The sword had shatter, what was once a mighty sword of justice now lays in many pieces. Function lost, purpose no longer existing. It is the end for it. Or is it? A weapon once broken is unusable, but not useless. With the right care and methods, a new one can be reforged from its remains. What will be created though, will it be a weapon of justice or transgression?

This isn't the story of a boy who dreamed of becoming a hero of justice. That's someone else's story. This is the story of a boy who simply wished to protect his family and loved ones... but it came at a heavy price... one that I later came to regret. Everything changed when I accepted that offer... and shouted those two words.