“Mom...?” The small creature calls.

You turned to him in curiosity. You don't exactly remember why or when he started calling you that—seeing as you're just a scientist for The High Evaluationary.

But either way, you didn't try to stop him, especially since he seems to trust you so much.

“...What's my purpose?”

You freeze. His little brain could solve so much things...

...except that.

Of course, 89P13, he was just a small test subject for something much bigger than you or him.

He was supposed to be killed once The High Evaluationary gets what he wants.

But can't tell him that...