It was a good day to die.
It was a bright, sunshiny day. The sky was clear and cloudless. The floating Mu bastion of Hiranipra levitated almost weightlessly as scores of Dolems stood guard all over the Japanese archipelago. The same scenario repeated itself around the planet, the Mu cities hanging over the skies in a silent expectation. The silence that preceded the storm that was about to be unleashed over humankind.
The TERRA control room was empty save for one person: Commander Kunugi Jin, who sat before the master computer, his hands holding lovingly her framed picture.
Suddenly, the lights of the computer began to blink frantically. Sirens blared in alarm and the screen flickered before showing the image of a colossal Dolem approaching his location but Kunugi’s ears could barely perceive the noise. His mind had been momentarily swept away from the battle and instead, it focused on the chords of a piece that had been left incomplete. The soft notes of the violin played a poignant, melancholic tune that spoke of love and loss and regret. Kunugi closed his eyes, his hands moving to the tune of the melody, a gentle smile curving in his mouth.
“Do you like it otou-san?”
“It’s beautiful, Michiru-chan.”
“Will you promise to see me play tomorrow?”
“I will, Michiru-chan.”
The explosion that rattled the compound brought him back to reality. The Dolem loomed ominously over TERRA HQ. His time had finally arrived.
“I’ll be seeing you soon, Michiru.”