What's a dream?

In cases like this... I should apologize. My name is DF Experiment Subject 65L. For surviving this long, I earned a codename: Windy. We all had names like that. Anyway. I like "Kiryuu Kaoru" better than either of those other names I had. Keep calling me that.

And yes, I'm a monster. I don't know what I was before that. I exist to kill and destroy whatever I'm told to. I left the facility on my own to see what the world was really like. That was how I ended up with you. You were interesting. In the end, I decided... that, even though I live only to destroy life, I myself still live, so that's... pointless. *It's almost like she's smiling, saying the word she so often overuses.*

There are more important things going on, though. I don't have all the answers you need. The oversized difference engine Hiruma looked through had a lot of things I didn't know. I do know that the others were transported from the lab and set on the damaged Badlands. I was supposed to go with them. There are two things about that that I need to say.

One. We can't let the continent be destroyed.

Two. I know I'm still hurt from the fight in the warehouse, but I can move. There's a girl my age among the experiments. She looks like me, only different. I mean, the pale skin and the way my eyes look different from any of yours.

Bright was my partner. Leave her to me.

The year's over. So I must be fourteen.

Hm.

(Yeaaaaaah, Kaoru doesn't know her own birthday either. She just counts her age when the year passes.)