Tsumi no Hakobune
The terraforming was progressing steadily.
“Your robots are hard workers,” he remarked to the girl standing next to him with a smile as he watched the monitor.
But there was another consciousness thinking something entirely different in his mind.
…Does this mean you’ll become gods?
The initial plan had already fallen to pieces.
In that case, they ought to head for a peaceful death, accepting humanity’s defeat.
Doing something like this would only cause them to repeat the same history, in the end.
Malice couldn’t be destroyed.
That was something he had realized firsthand.
He couldn’t reveal his true thoughts to her.
His body now belonged to another being.
His mouth, his eyes, his fingers, there was nothing of his that he could move under his own will.
Just like the robots displayed through the monitor.
They had been unable to leave malice behind on their home world.
It existed here too, and it was controlling his body.
She was the only one to survive.
He continued to walk through the white hallway, paying no mind to the blood and gore sticking to the soles of his shoes.
She hadn’t been in her room.
A dead dog was lying on the operating table.
Her cherished pet dog.
Upon closer inspection, its head had been made hollow.
Its brains were gouged out.
“Do you know what this means?” A black box with arms and legs spoke to him.
At some point it had come to stand beside him.
“I guess it means it’s too soon for a game over,” he replied.
“The only thing I need is a single bit of bravery.”
After saying that, he took the gun and shot himself in the head. English translation by Pricechecktranslations