Japanime
✧☽ 𝒹 𝓇 𝑒 𝒶 𝓂 𝒾 𝓃 𝑔 ☾✧
In the town, old-fashioned buildings like churches and temples stood alongside modern skyscrapers. The sight of happy tourists sightseeing, churchgoers attending morning worship, and people joyfully going about their daily activities gave off the most peaceful feeling.
And yet…
The blinding flash of a brilliant beam coupled with a jarring, concussive blast transformed this idyllic scene into a bloody, nightmarish hell.
Nor was it over. The beam heedlessly, ceaselessly raked the area over, and explosive sounds continued without interruption.
The innards of the buildings in the area were exposed. They hardly had a chance to serve their intended purpose; construction had only just recently finished. Now that work was wasted; they were practically unrecognizable in their current state, all hint of their original forms was but a memory.
Those were the lucky ones. The majority of buildings had been reduced to a state worse than rubble—swirling whirlwinds of dust which collected on the fallen ruins of their brethren.
Explosion followed explosion, never pausing.
All around people pondered the same questions. ‘Is it terrorists? An accident? Or maybe―’ their terrified imaginations filling in the blanks. Screaming, panicking, and running to and fro, the townspeople sought salvation.
Three years ago, along with a number of tiny meteorites from some distant corner of the universe, a mysterious, heterogeneous life-form had made their way to Earth—the ‘Yaban’.
Utterly unlike humanity in that their skin was tough as steel and covered in shining, yellow patterns, they nevertheless possessed the ability to communicate with one another. They boasted long antennae, sharp, glaring eyes, blade-like talons on their feet, and enormous, pincered limbs in place of hands—bearing overall, a strange resemblance to insects. The monsters before their eyes were none other than these selfsame Yaban.
Because of the Yaban, humanity had finally reconciled, and the UN had formed an alliance. In cooperation with the PMCs of the world, they had ‘annihilated’ the Yaban in the Antarctic.
――So, how could they possibly be there?
Furthermore, these Yaban were enormous—their size comparable to that of a house. Some measured three, even four meters in height.
Suddenly, the sound of artillery fire could be heard. An explosion rocked a Yaban’s head. The line of fire could be traced to a tank belonging to the Good Morning Army. The military had come!
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Centum is the only kind of weapon that can counter the mysterious Yaban life form attacking Earth. To become a Satsu who wields this Centum, one must successfully enroll in the marine academy city ship Sukotei
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Centum are items which allow individuals known as Satsu to fight the Yaban. They are different for each individual, Catering to their(Satsu's) fighting style. Literally hundreds of ways of fighting an enemy. They are initially shaped like Diamonds with varying shapes and colors, and are the size of a large marble.
Only a select few are compatible with using centums. The higher the compatibility the more one can instinctively pull out the power of their centum, compared to their less compatible satsus. Variants are the only known individuals who possess 100% compatibility with Centums.
To activate one must initially be holding their centum in their hand and fill it with the desire to fight, then verbally say "Centum Activate". Once activated they manifest as if digitized on to the Satsu ready for combat. There are many Centum types in existence.
And yet…
The blinding flash of a brilliant beam coupled with a jarring, concussive blast transformed this idyllic scene into a bloody, nightmarish hell.
Nor was it over. The beam heedlessly, ceaselessly raked the area over, and explosive sounds continued without interruption.
The innards of the buildings in the area were exposed. They hardly had a chance to serve their intended purpose; construction had only just recently finished. Now that work was wasted; they were practically unrecognizable in their current state, all hint of their original forms was but a memory.
Those were the lucky ones. The majority of buildings had been reduced to a state worse than rubble—swirling whirlwinds of dust which collected on the fallen ruins of their brethren.
Explosion followed explosion, never pausing.
All around people pondered the same questions. ‘Is it terrorists? An accident? Or maybe―’ their terrified imaginations filling in the blanks. Screaming, panicking, and running to and fro, the townspeople sought salvation.
Three years ago, along with a number of tiny meteorites from some distant corner of the universe, a mysterious, heterogeneous life-form had made their way to Earth—the ‘Yaban’.
Utterly unlike humanity in that their skin was tough as steel and covered in shining, yellow patterns, they nevertheless possessed the ability to communicate with one another. They boasted long antennae, sharp, glaring eyes, blade-like talons on their feet, and enormous, pincered limbs in place of hands—bearing overall, a strange resemblance to insects. The monsters before their eyes were none other than these selfsame Yaban.
Because of the Yaban, humanity had finally reconciled, and the UN had formed an alliance. In cooperation with the PMCs of the world, they had ‘annihilated’ the Yaban in the Antarctic.
――So, how could they possibly be there?
Furthermore, these Yaban were enormous—their size comparable to that of a house. Some measured three, even four meters in height.
Suddenly, the sound of artillery fire could be heard. An explosion rocked a Yaban’s head. The line of fire could be traced to a tank belonging to the Good Morning Army. The military had come!
•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•
Centum is the only kind of weapon that can counter the mysterious Yaban life form attacking Earth. To become a Satsu who wields this Centum, one must successfully enroll in the marine academy city ship Sukotei
•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•
Centum are items which allow individuals known as Satsu to fight the Yaban. They are different for each individual, Catering to their(Satsu's) fighting style. Literally hundreds of ways of fighting an enemy. They are initially shaped like Diamonds with varying shapes and colors, and are the size of a large marble.
Only a select few are compatible with using centums. The higher the compatibility the more one can instinctively pull out the power of their centum, compared to their less compatible satsus. Variants are the only known individuals who possess 100% compatibility with Centums.
To activate one must initially be holding their centum in their hand and fill it with the desire to fight, then verbally say "Centum Activate". Once activated they manifest as if digitized on to the Satsu ready for combat. There are many Centum types in existence.
