The first feeling turning back to my mind is the ground below my back’s toughness. I don’t know how long I’ve been here, in that damn faint, but it’s likely that my poor back—which has laid on the soft mattress for eighteen years—has forced me to wake up because it can’t suffer from this unpleasant surface anymore.I open my eyes, seeing someone sitting next to me with nearly all the body drowned in the dark and motionless, as if this person is sleeping in this posture. It may be a girl, who has pretty long hair, hiding almost her face. My sleepy brain doesn’t know who she is. I’m not scared of her either, so I raise one hand, removing her hair to see her while yawning after the sleep.Then I see those bloody red eyes staring back at me as what people usually describe how a nightmare looks like.“Ahhh! Monster! Damn, monster!!!”“What happened?” Immediately after my scream, the ‘monster’ looks up, revealing the familiar face in the dim light, which is not so beautiful but can calm dow
How to go back to Earth?Though it’s just a brief question, answering is not that easy.If you’re lost in the forest, the moss on some big tree will help you get out; if you get stuck on the sea, the North Star will lead you home. Compasses help humans in searching for direction. Satellites provide enough information not to be lost. But if you are in space, not even the constellations will save you, no matter how excellent you’re.For those who don’t know, constellations are just bunches of stars which people link in the shape of something, and they only look like that if you are on Earth. You will find them different when you go far enough. If I knew what they look like even from distant space, well, I would have been working for NASA since the age of ten.You ask about the solar system? Ah, it’s a good way to determine the current position. But what is our beloved Sun among uncountable stars out there? Anything shining in the night sky is stars in the eyes of ordinary people.Withou
However, Thuy doesn’t move, no matter how I try to pull her away. She just stands next to me with her wrist laying in my hand, as if I’m trying to move a heavy stone sculpture with a useless rope.I am so angry, screaming at her, one finger pointing at the battleship outside. “Can you see the battleship out there after all? We have to go!”Thuy looks at me. Her coffee eyes show me her scary calmness—even in this situation—mixed with some rational confusion that I’ve just seen once at Long the genius when his sharp brain faces an unsolvable issue. Then I hear her voice, still calm, blowing out my innocent thoughts with just some simple words.“But where can we go?”I stop, looking back at Thuy with all the emotions, including the terror, expunged.Oh yes.We just, basically, have nowhere to escape.This hallway—the only possible way here—leads to a dead end where a fierce brawl had taken place. The spaceship is also damaged badly after that fight with plenty of cracks and slashes. The
I have never thought that one day I’ll be drowned in innumerable emotions, to the point my fingers tremble as if they’re not mine anymore.The last time I went through this feeling was the day Genvere opened for the first time, but it’s just nothing if I compare it with this moment. When aliens are attacking us with weapons that human beings don’t even know what they’re, the feeling of finding a way is unspeakable. I am overjoyed, blessed, shocked, and jealous at the same time, which combine into a sentence. “How can you do that?”But I don’t wait for Thuy’s answer, because I get my answer right after blurting it out. My brain suddenly works after the attack of adrenaline, allowing me to think again and leading me to the only possible reason for this. “Ah. I forgot that you’re the Queen of Luck.”Though it sounds like a funny nickname, Thuy’s title is real. Her extraordinary luck is absolutely miraculous and well-known in our school, and in this fucking era of multiple choices, Thuy i
At first, I didn’t recognize what it was.The first scene which catches my eye is a big room with a metal floor, and three huge glass-like cracked windows showing nothing outside. It is pure black, just like any normal scene coming from a science fiction movie. I am not attracted to this, because everything that draws my attention is the way to unlock the control panel. It’s the crucial part here. Nothing else.I’m trying to guess what the alien engineers thought when they created this spaceship. It’s time-consuming and patient-required. I have to make lots of ways, as much as possible, while the right arm—which is not broken—keeps on touching every single inch of the floating plate, to find something useful, shown clearly through lots of blood lines that my fingers left on the way.Where can the control panel be hidden?Aliens are not us. I have to forget all the usual methods of inference to think weirdly, as an alien does. Can this plate be the control panel? If not, why is it here
Wars follow humankind on their way to evolution.Before Christ, we had lots of wars in Egypt, Babylon, and the Hittite Empire, which were reflected in several famous comics which I don’t even read.The Roman Empire was in the spotlight for being involved in so many wars until the fall of the East Roman Empire in 1453 A.D.The Middle Ages was known for the Crusade.And the modern era shows us World War I and World War II, which everyone has already known after years in school.Differences and similarities are the main reasons that lead to wars. You’re afraid of something weird, ugly, unknown, and different from you, and then your instinct tells you to destroy that object to prevent any harm. That’s how war happens.No one wants war, or at least we ordinary people don’t. I am too.I don’t believe what the AI system’s voice said at first. I stand up again and look for a camera to check it out, thinking that it's just an error. I have a habit of taking photos of my opponents from behind,
Xeros 5M is never a good choice for face-to-face battles, especially for an unequal fight between a small spaceship and a huge battleship.Though its damage is perfect for long-range targets with a good motion detector, the cannon will break into pieces if we fire closer than the minimum distance. The weapon itself will become a disposable product—and it's a critical, deadly waste in fighting, which is usually prohibited (in Sky Force, at least).Because of that reason, not many players know that it was the muzzle that restricted Xeros' capacity, and it's just enough for an impressive headshot.First I move around the enemy battleship to check if it has anything related to my memories. Although it sounds ridiculous and crazy, I can't hold back thinking that this damn world might have some relation to Sky Force and… my spaceship design.We got a ship with all the functions of my Hurricane, now there is a battleship using something that looks exactly like the camouflage cover I have use
Actually I don't know what I'm thinking about, when I'm still lying on the metal floor and looking up at the electric sparks like a crazy guy.My head is aching, again.It feels like you met some fuckin' scary guys and they smashed you, at your head, with a hard brick. It was painful at first, but when they started changing their weapon into a block of metal, you…No.Now I just want to slam my head into something, or anything possible, to end this unbearable pain. I don't know if this pain comes from the weird substance which I got injected, but it is absolutely worse than the usual ones.For a moment my nervous system has stopped working. But just a second later, it starts, once again, thinking of some negative things like what I had to suffer in the past. They bloom in my chaotic mind as a call from hell, or an ugly hand waving me from the dark.The headache gets worse. Now it feels like someone is stirring my brain, and I can do nothing but bite the sleeve so as not to accidentall