“Add, remove first stage restraints!” I raised the scythe over my head, poured magical energy into it, and recited the words to transform my weapon. However, instead of changing shape, I received a weak whisper in response.

“Sorry… Gray…”

“Add?”

The joy that I felt from hearing the box’s voice was suddenly stamped out by uneasiness.

Because its voice was the sound of something that forced itself to do something impossible.

“Add?!”

No response came.

The weapon remained as a scythe.

Add, who had been silent previously, had completely stopped responding.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: The Atlas Contract; Chapter 4, Part 4