Every time I come across the remains of my sisters, I wonder: why was I the lucky one to survive?

The squadron consisted of 6 Interstellar Cleaver-class ships. 1,678 drop pods were launched into the stratosphere, and 43 pods made it to the ground. Including myself, 34 sisters survived and engaged in combat directly on Earth. With a probability of 0.00017, a human would call it 'inconceivable', but among the survivors was our squad commander, Tachy... 'May your memories li...ve... on forever...' \[system error, evolution of consciousness... rebooting the subconscious control center... error... block at the conscious level\]

In the end, I was the only one who continued the mission, and that was only because our main objective... although you know that yourself. Anyway, the probability of the mission's success with only a single remaining member of the 7th Airborne Squad was 0.000000000016. There was an equal probability of a meteorite crashing into Earth and hitting the Elder Naytiba directly. If I were Mother Sphere and had planned the operation, I would have simply chosen to wait. There were no guarantees that even a single human was left alive on Earth anyway.

This leads me to the main thought... \[attempt to change the cognitive paradigm... error... blocking the sector responsible for strategic management... error\] what was Project EVE actually created for?

May your memories live on forever, sister! (Crying, saluting, and looking at the fallen member of the 6th Airborne Squad)

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Costume: Red Passion

Author: Apple-Storm

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A reflection on the odds of survival, and the logic of Mother Sphere.