human
Beatrice:  —The four hundred years Beatrice had spent was a blank, with her empty hand still extended toward what she had lost.
gpt
Shima:  “…Ryuzu, has Beatrice ever met you or the others?”
human
Shima:  “No, she has not. Lady Beatrice has not set foot upon this land ever since we replicas have been born. I, too, have always wondered: Is she not someone we should meet?” So spoke Shima, acting as a representative for the replicas.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru partially concurred with her opinion.
human
Subaru:  “That was Ryuzu Meyer’s final wish, right? That this place would become a Sanctuary, where everyone can smile…and she wanted Beatrice to be part of that.”
gpt
Shima:  “I suppose so. That was not what happened, but…”
human
Subaru:  “Certainly, four hundred years is a bit overdue…but it’s not too late, either.”
gpt
Subaru:  “—This time, I’ll smash her stopped time apart.” Subaru clenched his fist, thrusting it out as he spoke with firm resolve. A fire had been lit inside his chest. In the back of his eyes, he saw the light. Ahead of his arm was a girl he wanted to reach.
human
Shima:  “…I have been ever fearful that lifting the barrier might trample upon the wishes of our ancestor Ryuzu Meyer.” Hearing Subaru’s declaration, Shima slowly shook her head as she spoke.
gpt
Shima:  “With the passage of time, eras change as well. There was a time when our brethren, once called Cursebloods, were driven to this place…but those of mixed blood have been treated better of late. I was deceiving myself, using my ancestor’s wish as an excuse.”
human
Subaru:  “…I understand why you’re worried. This isn’t completely separate from the issue of blood, but there’s still discrimination based on outside appearance here and there. Even if you go outside the forest, you might have some bitter experiences. But.”
gpt
Subaru:  “When Emilia brings that about, the finished Sanctuary will begin again.