human
Elisabeth:  "Your restructuring may well be more pleasant for me, but I care naught. In fact, ’tis quite the opposite.” Elisabeth’s gaze bored down on the Grave Keeper. Her black nails glinted as she whispered.
gpt
Elisabeth:  “Any who say my sins can be forgiven shall die by my hands. ’Tis all there is to it.” Elisabeth ran her tongue over her red lips. Then, with a sweet smile, the peerless sinner continued. “Your cajolery has backfired on you, Grave Keeper. Your death shall come swiftly.”
human
Kaito:  That’s right. Elisabeth is strong. Kaito had just been forcibly reminded of that fact. Her resolve came completely from within. He had yet to come to terms with that, nor did he fully accept it. But the way she refused to fear death was definitely admirable. Now that he thought about it rationally, Kaito, too, was opposed to the restructuring. He certainly didn’t want Elisabeth to burn at the stake. But he saw no reason to endorse a plan that involved everyone in the world dying, either. Calling death “salvation” was nothing but base sophistry. At the same time, Kaito realized something odd. The Grave Keeper’s description was mad from its very premise. Most of the people who want the restructuring to happen believe that the pious faithful will remain in the new world. At least, that was what he’d thought. But the Grave Keeper was different. The whole time, she’d clearly been working under the assumption that all humanity would perish.
gpt
Kaito:  “What…the hell?” Words of doubt spilled forth from Kaito’s lips.
human
Grave Keeper:  The Grave Keeper cocked her head to the side, curious as to what he was trying to say. As he looked back at the young girl, the words practically leaped from Kaito’s mouth.
gpt
Kaito:  “You…you know that the restructuring is gonna kill everyone?”
human
Grave Keeper:  “Oh no, not everyone. Our revered Saint will surely remain.”
gpt
Kaito:  “Still—you know? But then…how the hell could you endorse that?” Kaito gave voice to his genuine doubts. Believing that their piety would ultimately be rewarded with a miracle and would grant them survival was at least something he could comprehend. And as twisted as it was, looking for validation of one’s devoutness and righteousness made logical sense as a desire. But if they knew full well that they, too, would be reduced to nothing… That kind of devotion is just too empty. That would mean that all their wishes and prayers had been for nothing. Not a single thing they asked of God would end up meaning a thing. Not a single person would be saved. “Wouldn’t that just make everything meaningless?”
human
Grave Keeper:  “Why should we seek results from prayer?” Her voice had a strange, dry ring to it.
gpt
Kaito:  Kaito’s eyes went wide.
human
Grave Keeper:  Ignoring his shock, the young girl made a firm declaration. “That would be blasphemy.”
gpt
Kaito:  Kaito had nothing to follow up with. He had no idea what to say. But then, suddenly, a smile spread across the Grave Keeper’s face. To his surprise, her voice took on a gentler tone.