The Door to Hell

Why did I decide to face what I had been trying so hard to ignore all this time?

The direct catalyst was, of course, the Quarantine Zone.

The heart of the plague that made the entire Quarantine Zone tremble just by writhing, and the colony of infection gathered at its center, were there.

And the Opening Plan, whose realization was close at hand, was imminent. D.D. McMillan, the new Mayor of Dusk, was more than willing to throw open the door to Hell.

There was no telling what would happen from here on out. Damn it, I swear this kind of storyline didn’t appear even a tiny bit in the original work.

Perhaps the city would suffer near-annihilating damage due to the overflow of Infected Entities, just as the Ascetic predicted, or perhaps the underlying strength of the Dusk City Government and the Megacorps would exceed expectations and successfully repel the Infected Entities.

Either way, chaos and upheaval were inevitable.

Dusk City was writhing like a time bomb.

'Someone is stirring up the whole city, claiming they’ll stop the Opening Plan by any means and methods…'

As you know, I’m not that kind of person. I have neither the ability nor the calling for it...