《CODE BREAK Season 1》Mission Start 2.0
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A whole year again passed,
Year: 2198
Ninomiya, in another dimension asking questions to his daughter Akari.
And trying to make sense of everything.
Kage getting ready for his mission.
Akari, "Ladies and gentlemen of this glorious planet, today we are about to break through space travel. The seed of technology is credited to Mister Akito Hotaru. "
Ninomiya listens from behind the curtains, the crowd is so much.
Some people look at the television some at their future phones.
Ninomiya, "Akito? Wait, dad?"
He shakes for now,
Kage gets on board the ship.
Akari says her speech and tells the distance he will be travelling in just a single minute.
A whopping 23 billion light-years.
Kage gets ready for deep space travel.
Gets in his hibernation pod since a single minute would be like 70 million years without the pod, the stretching of space-time would just end his life.
The pod was designed in such a way that it won't bend time.
"UNIVERSALIZATION TO THE START! ", shouts Akari.
A new era of space exploration began.
After the
Ninomiya asks that how is travelling that much distance in a single minute even possible.
But, Akari tells him.
" All starts with the creation of a highly dense micro black hole."
A black hole, Ninomiya is scared of the word the feat that a thing that can kill you.
Akari, "Blackholes don't eat you, you get dished out of a white hole. A black hole strips you of your atoms while a white hole rebuilds you on the outer surface.
Warping space-time causes the atoms to feel like they are 70 million years ahead in time.
That's why the pod was built.
While only a whole minute has passed in the whole universe."
Ninomiya, "Science talk but, what's on the other side?"
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Liftoff,
Akari takes a breath of fresh air, then-
"Systems failed, I repeat systems failed."
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Akari, "Oh no."
Ninomiya, "what?"
The ship explodes launching the pod Kage was in into the micro black hole.
A series of lightning strikes take place.
Akari starts to fade away,
Someone had tapped into time and deleted Akari in that timeline in that dimension.
The buildings turn to dust and the world around him suddenly starts to change.
Once a lush world turned into the rubble of stones, water and plasma.
He looks at himself, his bones start crackling underneath the skin.
His head starts to hurt a lot.
"You----- you are the- one-"
a faint voice talks to him.
It was a man's voice.
"Who is this?"
he struggles.
He can't understand this confusion.
Amid the pain in his head.
But then suddenly, a gunshot.
Ninomiya's chest explodes, the impact which he was hit by that bullet shattering his flesh and organs regardless of his powerful defence.
It still pierced through making a feet long hole.
No human would've survived that.
"Target eliminated."
It was an elite from overworld Akari's group.
Ninomiya dies by the body on spot-
The skies start raining, a king was killed.
He wasn't fully dead yet.
His brain was still alive.
On the horizon was the original overworld Akari, Ninomiya's clone but a woman version of him and
unit 6?
Unit 6 was still alive?
Akari reveals her body, her arms made of the alloyed bones now. Stronger than her real ones.
Her one hand wasn't cybernetic.
She taps Ninomiya's head with an evil smile.
"Sleep well, dad.", Akari.
After that-
She takes her pistol and shoots him right in the head.
Since he was barely alive, a simple bullet wouldn't go through she needed a special one.
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BANG!
Making a hole right through his skull it was good night for Ninomiya.
Just as soon as Akari stood up.
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A punch landed on her face.
" Don't you dare touch my friend!",
Akame.
The punch's energy was enough to melt rock around the area into semi-molten magma.
Sturdy enough to stand on.
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"Ah Akame, nice meeting for the first time. Always wanted to kill you, trouble child."
, said Akari with a smirk of blood.
She wipes it-
Suddenly her elites show themselves,
Akari, "I am the true God, none shall stand on this throne. I am who I am, bow before me, you filthy humans. "
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Meanwhile,
Hiori was standing in the chopper, about to jump.
Wearing a suit about to jump into the magma of a volcano.
The surrounding was icy and the volcano was sitting in the middle of a landscape with just ice and snow.
It was like she was in Antarctica.
She looks down from the chopper and says,
"MISSION START."
To be continued-
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