The Ghost of A Machine

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The Ghost of a Machine



A sweltering, blanket of scorching summer wind blew across the barren Kyoto plain, it was the last one that would blow that day, as the sun was subdued under the horizon. Though underneath the earth, there was no sun, no climate to enjoy or be aware of, it was just the stillness of earth that was felt, as thousands of UNGCC workers constructed and utilized their plans. They had been living under ground for the last three years, working on their ultimate weapon, their one desire in life; the outside life was not their concern as they did the devil’s labor. All they were worried about was if their creation was going to come to life, if their blood and sweat was enough to give their design existence or would they just have to watch as it dies before them, helplessly.


“All three hundred and five checks are green, sir. Output increasing as it goes. Everything is looking good.â€

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The morning hours had come, though the high-end of UNGCC personal were unaware that eleven hours had already passed since their Kyoto research base had been obliterated. Questions priced themselves on each of their minds, especially Commander Aso.

“The possibilities that G-Weapon-003 survived are non-existent. The explosion that had completely engulfed the Kyoto Weapon Research Base was enough to destroy our newest weapon.â€