My name is XX, and the person next to me is called XX.
What? Our names?
I had just woken up in a laboratory when I made a good friend. We had only just started to trust each other when an explosion sent us flying.
My name is 1, and hers is 7.
That's right, we gave ourselves code names. Now we're on a battlefield, being hunted down by a whole lot of people, so we've decided to lie low for a while.
My name is Anastasia, and hers is Delora.
That's right, we finally have names of our own.
Those two kind souls had pretty good taste. Though they intend to use us, we're willing to give our lives for your ideals.
Premise: Everyone has the right to choose how they live.
