What would you do, if you could leave your everyday life and travel around parallel universes looking for a beautiful and rare cd by Ramones together with some totally unknown people? And what if this cd was magic too? There are some people who would immediately catch a space shuttle to find that object. Then there are normal people, the boring ones we talk to every single day ...

The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separatist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly dominated, and the rest of the Jedi Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious - the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a female lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her's Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark sides victory with the Jedis doom.

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin aka Star Dust and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Caleb is a Star Wars fan who died in his sleep. But while he thought to reach heaven or hell, a message appears before his eyes.


[System Activation: Star Wars Universe]

[Create your new body!]


* The main character is based on Khal Drogo (not GOT's one) https://swfanon.fandom.com/wiki/Khal_Drogo, I do not own the rights to the thumbnail image.


** I do not own any intellectual property in Star Wars.

**La version française se trouve ici : https://www.webnovel.com/book/star-wars-redone-(fr)_18653377205460005

Ok. I got really inspired by a certain Story (https://www.webnovel.com/book/15750285505831005/Star-Wars-New-Order) which has brought my Star Wars NUT back. whelp, get ready for some more bull shit.

Our MC Kylo Ray is a hardcore Star Wars Fan who was on his way home from a Star Wars meet up and died from a heat stroke being overweight and the sweltering summers heat.

Join Kylo as he journeys through the Star Wars Universe and becomes either the hope of all life throughout the Galaxy, or the one to bring it's downfall.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Star Wars Franchise and all rights go to their respective owners. The only thing I own from this fanfic is my character and the creativity put into his Journey... Please support the Official Release of the actual Star Wars Movies

The front porch lit automatically at their approach. Nikolas and Xanthus carried the machine with no small amount of huffing, while Tim bounded around them and through the sliding door. 
"Hello Tim Lyons," their house's Hospitality 3000 system announced. "Heart rate: Excited. Condition: Healthy. Geneva virus infection levels: 0.00."
The door slid open and H-3000 began announcing their medical statuses as they poured in. Daniel, Grand and Lir led while Xanthus, Nick and Helen followed after. Nick's arms were beginning to shake at the heaviness of what Grand had just wildly announced was a time machine. Did his granddad believe he was a time traveller? When did old people start losing their minds? Nick wondered. About now, apparently. 
"Hello, children." A shiny, new nannydrone announced, dropping from the ceiling. 
"Didn't you chuck your nannydrone out of a window?" Xanthus looked surprised. "I saw it blow up."
"A replacement?" Nick tisked at the nannydrone. "That was quick. I guess Pappy's Popsicles really won't sell themselves."
Xanthus and Helen's nanny-leashes vibrated and lit red with the words: "Hiker's Canyon Incident Suspect". 
"Ow," Helen whipped her hand. Xanthus and Daniel's nanny-leashes also gave electrical off an electrical charge.   
The nannydrone set its holographic eyes on their nanny-leashes, which flashed red. Her eyes  flashed the same color. 
"My records indicate you were at Hiker's Canyon today, Helen, Xanthus and Daniel," the nannydrone informed them. "There was a violent encounter between the U.S. refugee youth, Rocky McCord and Helen Wendell, Xanthus and Daniel Kobayashi. My face recognition software tells me you were at the scene of the crime and to be entered into our reconditioning program."
It's right multi-purpose hand flipped like a switchblade, revealing a long, silvery needle. "As a part of our reconditioning program, I am to administer the brain inhibitor, R-5235."
All of them looked visibly shocked, as they should be. Nick knew brain inhibitors were given to kids who were considered dangerous and out of control. They would be seventeen the next time they could string an entire sentence together. 
"Do not be concerned, youth," the nannydrone said, analyzing their facial expressions. "R-5235 is not fatal. It will simply suppress any and all aggressive thoughts and behaviors. Common side effects may include dizziness, memory loss, aversion to social environments, difficulty with complex verbal communication and thinning of the hair. It is a very efficient medication, if I do say so myself. Some brain damage can be… permanent."
"After I've administered the R-5235 serum," The nannydrone's left multi-arm flipped and extended its nanny-leash wand. Nick recalled how the other nannydrones used their nanny-leash wand to magnetically drag the other refugees into the air like caught fish. Both of its hands were out like a villain with guns drawn in an old western movie. "I am ordered by the United States National Security Agency to take you back to our rehabilitation center."
"Oh. You'll try," Helen warned while side-eyeing a fireplace poker just a few feet away.
"No," Nick put a guarded hand in front of the nannydrone. "These drones record everything. If the camp has a video of you busting up one of its government machines, you'll never get out of there." What Nick didn't say out loud was he came from a family from the suburbs, so he could destroy as many nannydrones as he wanted and the government wouldn't do anything. But refugees were another thing. 
Helen glanced at the poker again. It appeared she was contemplating defying common sense anyway and bashing the nannydrones brain into a mangle of silicon and memory chips. Nick knew he had to fix this. His mind raced for some way to protect his friends and deal with the drone. He peered around the room and found the Pappy's Popsicle mini fridge mounted just above the trash compactor. 
"Boy," Nick declared, announcing loudly. "I sure could use something refreshing and cool! Like a—I don't know. A popsicle."
"The nannydrone turned its red eyes on Nick. "You—you mean a Pappy's Popsicle, Nick?"
"Well …" Nick angled his head dramatically, "Now that you mention it, nannydrone. Yes. A Pappy's Popsicle would be great! In fact. How about a Pappy's Popsicle for everyone. It's on me." 
"Oh, Nick. I knew you'd come around …" But then it hesitated, clearly struggling with its programming. It was suppose to push Pappy's products on the children of wealthy families, but when called upon, it was also supposed to help the U.S. government keep the refugee youth in check. 
"Ok, then." The nannydrone swiveled and sped across the room. "First, Pappy's Popsicles, and then we permanently alter the personality of the refugee teenagers." 
Nick tiptoed behind the nannydrone as it approached the  mini-vending machine. He whispered under his breath, "H-3000. Open trash compactor." 
The trash compactor slid open just underneath the nannydrone as it unlocked the mini-vending machine. Nick raced toward the drone and raised his right tennis shoe, he  kicked, ramming the drone into the compactor. Before the nannydrone could escape, he slammed the door.
Muffled commands came from the trash compactor. "Open the compartment, Nick Lyons. The nannydrone is in severe danger of being destroye—"
Nick tapped the button: COMPACT.
The compactor's gears moaned as it tried to crush the nannydrone.
"Open the compartment," the nannydrone repeated. "The nannydrone is in severe danger of b—eing damaged or—d—estro—Would you lik—executable file—chocoberry—R-5235—yum three-hundred and Pappy'sssssssssssszzz—" 
The compactor moaned one last time before accepting its victim.
"You scare me," Tim said.
"A nannydrone just tried to turn our friend's brains to mush, and I scare you? You need to check your priorities, Tim."

"And now Nick lay there frozen by the tazer. He couldn’t move his head, not even his eyes. All he could do was watch at the edge of his view as his best friend shook fitfully, and then slowly, and then not at all. 
Jermaine died.
He had only one thought from that day on. I’m getting off this planet. Earth. I'm going to Möon. 
And I’m taking my friends with me. "
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Sometime in the near future, Earth is going to end. Fourteen-year old Nick Lyons and his friends fear the deadly geneva virus, live under the ever-watchful eye of the nannydrones, and fight to stay out of the US’s many refugee camps. Nick’s grandfather and his mysterious wheelchair bound friend offer an escape to a better world: Möon. This fantastic world is teeming with life-breathing airships, mysterious volcano born nymphs, fire-breathing winged lions, and magic at the tip of your tongue. Nick convinces his friends to journey to this new world, promising a better life. But when a dark creature begins to stalk Nick’s friends, he soon discovers the fantastic can be more perilous than the future.
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The following day some activity could still be seen within the manor. Allot of trash had been gathered from the event and from this the maids were hard at work with their cleaning.

On a corridor leading to a section of garden where the trash compactor was situated, a young girl dressed in a maids uniform was walking holding onto a trash bag almost double her size was on her way to throw the bag into the compactor. With her view blocked, she would occasionally tilt her head either to the right or to the left to ensure she would not be walking into anybody.

On the opposite side of the corridor going towards the family library, Joseph  could be seen rather absentmindedly completely unaware of the imminent collision, it seemed as if he could not even see the trash carrying maid right in front of him.

"System, could give me a run down of the test yesterday please?" -  Joseph asked the System, he knew he might not necessarily remember everything that would occur around him, but the System itself keeps a log of all events that he had access to.

.....
(Of course Host)
...
( Yesterday evening at approximately 6:30 pm, Host placed his palm on a crystalline object.)
...
(Unknown energy source briefly entered the Host's body, no changes were detected.)
...
(Based on testing results, the host has obtained several qualifications)
...
(Qualifications have been added to the Hosts's status)
...
(8:30 pm, hostility towards the Host was detected, source unknown, threat scan failed)
...
(7:30 am, collision imminent)
.....

Joseph looking at the log was confused towards who could possibly have any hostility towards himself and what confused him even more was that last line... collision imminent? Wait that time stamp, wasn't that now?

As he focused in on his surroundings, directly in front of him was a trash bag towering over him, as he was going to try and dodge, he found it to be far too late.

The collision occurred rather abruptly sending both parties to the ground, the trash bag fell to the ground and from the force a rip had appeared on the bag and it grew.

As the young maid managed to prop herself and shake the stars out of her vision, a ghastly expression appeared on her gentle face.  "Oh my lord, the rubbish it's everywhere. What nitwit was not looking at where they were walking?" - Mumbling to herself in annoyance, she started to look around her  and found a handsome young man still laying on the floor.

She was going to give me a piece of her mind, after getting up she approached the person still on the ground as she got closer the figure on the ground started open his eyes only to find a young maid standing before him with an angry expression pasted on her face.

"Oh I'm sorry miss, I was walking a bit absentmindedly." - The sincerity and the words spoken by Joseph had startled the young maid.

When she got a closer look at the person who she had crashed into, her face paled in fright, this person before her was the young master of the family. the trash she was carrying out was from this young master's testing ceremony help last night.

Very quickly all her anger vanished as she awaited for her punishment, she lowered her head and managed to let slip a few stuttering words from her pale lips. - "I.. I am so... sorry Young Master".

Looking towards this young maid changing expressions so  rapidly really amazed Joseph.
"What would your name be?" - Out of curiosity Joseph inquired the young girl.

"Ann, my name is Ann." - The young maid replied biting her lower lip, the fear of punishment rising within her small body. After all young Ann had long heard of the tales of the beastly acts allot of young masters in the city perform to those of a lower class, especially the women.

Ann was most definitely concerned about her purity and the perversions the Young Master in front of her would do to her to get his revenge. But better her than her younger siblings and sickly mother to suffer for her actions. She had to protect her family as best she could, Ann would not allow anything to happen to her family.

 While all manner of thoughts were going through her mind, Ann failed to see the trash from the floor disappearing. When she came back to reality all that was in front of her was the Young Master, no matter where she looked the trash was gone.

"I took care of the trash, take this and give it to your mother, it will heal her" - With a gentle smile on his face, Joseph walked past Ann placing a small bag into her hands.

After Joseph disappeared from the corridor, Ann finally looked down to see the cloth bag in her hand and the shock from what was within cause her legs to go weak and fall to the floor.

Ann recognized the pill inside the bottle to be a Greater Harmony Pill, such pills were highly sought after by those with money to spend. Why? Because the pill was one of top three pills that remove any ailment and rejuvenate the body of the consumer.

The longer Ann stared at the bottle with the pill, tears flowed down from her swollen eyes, she had never dreamed something like this happening, not only did she not get punished for the mess or crashing into the Young Master of the family she worked for, she actually got rewarded.

When the reality of what she held in her hands settled in, Anna felt something else within the cloth bag, she did not dare to guess what it could be and as she looked inside a silvery glint could be seen as a handful of silver coins were also within the bag along with the healing pill.

The shocked Ann had yet again experienced another shock, luckily her strong willed mind managed to prevent her from fainting, almost anyways. As she weakly stood up, a sudden realization dawned on her.

And turned around and went in search of the Young Master who had given her hope.
   
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What do you do when you require something? Of course you buy it. What about if you want to buy your way to Ascension?

The air was heavy and filled with smog as the blinding and hot sun hovered above the North District. Omega's footsteps echoed through the remaining empty buildings like chills running from room to room. The complete and utter silence was almost deafening as if it was a sound in it of itself, screaming into the ears of the Omegas. A group of seven crawled up a mound of debris. Now several feet higher, the devastated district around them became even more real as it all came into view.
	Vast amounts of wrecked, rusted vehicles were cluttered along the highway before them. Puddles of oil and rain water filled the potholes scattered around the fragmented streets. Fallen power lines and stoplights swung over the concrete which had been broken like glass. Further down the road were two massive towers mirroring each other on either end of the street. Each one was near complete collapse as they leaned on the other, both contorting over the street with uneasy balance. 
Further behind the buildings was a barely visible imprint of a foot- the foot of a Stage Three Compactor. It was easily over fifteen feet long and several more feet deep as evident from the trace it left in the highway. The concrete was curved into a pit and broken into pieces, exposing the dirt and rebar beneath it.
The breeze picked up, killing the silence with the sound of settling dust and wind chimes. Several rocks and small shards of glass fell from above the Omegas, causing them to look up. Above them stood an office building unnaturally tilted away from them. Its windows that still remained were shattered beyond functionality. A pillar protruded through the side of the wall, scraping against the edge of the one beside it. Although, the most alarming part of the building was the fact that the top half of it was completely leveled, its remnants likely the pile of debris the Omegas stood upon.
"Amazing," Asuka mumbled, her eyes scanning the surroundings. "The power of a Stage Three…"
Makina's face stiffened, expressionless. "Don't give it so much credit. There was several when the attack occurred." Makina dug her heels into the corners of cement as she stumbled down the pile of rubble. "Feeding their stomach is enough trouble as it is, don't go feeding its ego as well."
Kiku smiled, following quickly behind Makina. "Do Compactors even have egos?"
Once reaching level ground, Makina turned her head back to the group behind her. "Matoi," she called.
The brunette, who had her eyes to the sky, brought her attention to her superior. "Yes?"
	"I want you to team up with Hideyo's squad," she instructed.
	Matoi raised her eyebrows and pouted. "What? Why?"
	Makina's intimidating eyes burned through Matoi's personal bubble with every passing second. "They're stationed on the B7 Highway, I want you there immediately." Before she was able to continue, a voice spoke through her earpiece. Makina covered her right ear, muting Matoi's incessant complaining. "There's two Stage Three Compactors surrounding Hideyo's squad."
	Kiku jumped up and down, waving her hands cartoonishly. "Can I go? I wanna go! I-" Asuka elbowed her in the side before Kiku finished her pleading.
	Makina dropped her hand and looked back to her squad. "Matoi and…," she pointed to the Omega instead, forgetting their name. "You. You two meet up with them at B7, go!"
	Just as their jet packs lit up and they started lifting up from the ground, a deafening sound flooded through the area accompanied by a violent earthquake. Dust kicked back up and the buildings surrounding them rattled, some crumbling under their own weight. Makina stepped forward, staring down the highway as she witnessed a massive, one hundred foot Compactor stumbling straight through a building, destroying it.
	Makina clenched her fists and bent her shoulder blades back, triggering the jet pack. The vents inside glowed red and the humming of the motor inside started up. She bent her knees, locking her eyes on the creature approaching them. "Listen up! Stage Three's are nothing to fuck around with! They're incredibly strong and have a raging appetite! Although they're not hunting for us, they will have no problem at all chewing you to bits in the most painful way possible."
	The Compactor took another step, crushing the ground beneath it and sending a nauseating shock wave yards out. Makina's mind went back to her final day at training. The imagery of her captain's death, the destroyed arena, and the blood-thirsty expression the Compactor had when eating her instructors flashed back to her.
	She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Asuka, I want you on my right. Kiku on my left. I want the three of you behind me; one above, one below, and one in the middle. I'll charge through its stomach and try to puncture a hole to its core. I'll take all the force of the push while the middle Omega with charge in and sever its core."
	With another earth shattering step, the Compactor faced directly towards them, ready to charge.
	"I want Asuka and Kiku to cut off its arms so it can't attack us as easily. The top Omega will blind it and the bottom with cut its ankles if it tries to run. Understand?!"
	"Yes!"
	Makina extended her neck and took another deep breath, tasting the dust in the air. Her eyes opened, burning with passion. "Now!" 
She kicked her heels off the ground and charged towards the titanic creature. Her jet pack hummed and pushed her into the air, the vents tilting her in her desired direction. Streaks of color from their jet packs flew behind them as the Compactor came closer.
	Gripping her handle, Makina swung her blade into the monster's stomach. She pressed the button beside her hand, triggering the blades to spin incredibly fast. Along with the momentum gained from her jet pack, Makina pushed through the Compactor's stomach and out the other end, providing a clear tunnel for the other Omega to find the core and smash it.
	Suddenly, a shadow hovered over the Omegas. Makina peered up, squinting her eyes because of the harsh sun. A Stage One Compactor was standing over them on the nearby tower, observing. Before Makina could warn them, the Compactor jumped off the roof and exploded into a blinding light. Panicking, Makina flew away before it fell on her and the others, accidentally steering herself into a pile of cars.
	The light dimmed down, allowing her to get a better look. The Compactor, now transformed to a Stage Three, stood up off the highway and next to the other. The black, elastic material from its tentacles was stretched around its body as armor. Bone protruded through its back like thorns and its eyes were empty with gray. 
	The other Omegas, who were knocked to the ground, stammered away into the sides of random structures waiting for Makina's instruction. Before she could do so, the thumping of another Compactor came from behind her. Makina climbed up the pile of cars and peaked through a window, a heavy feeling invading her gut as another Compactor came into view.
	"Makina!" Asuka shouted. "What do we do?!"
	The Omega clenched her teeth, cursing under her breath. "Two of you finish off that first Compactor! I want the other two to take on the other one!" Makina stepped up onto the car in full view of the Compactor down the road. "I'm taking this one on my own!"
	"Yes, Captain!"
	Makina lunged off the pile of vehicles, falling to the crumbling highway before her jet pack powered on and guided her to the enemy. The tips of her heels scraped across the burning cement, incinerating the road beneath her instead. She swung her blade into the creature's ankles, the black, gooey armor splattering across her face as it fell to one knee. The vents in her jet pack shifted and Makina directed herself towards the other ankle. Before she was able to sever it, however, the Compactor suddenly lifted its foot and over Makina.
	"Shit!" Makina pushed her shoulder blades together again, forcing the jet pack to a stop before she started it back up. The shadow above her grew darker as the scarred, blackened foot of the giant approached her. "Aaaaah!!!" 
She blasted off in a streak of red, but not fast enough. Makina let a scream escape her lips as her left leg got caught underneath its heel, tearing it off her body completely with the momentum she had built up. Makina tumbled through the cloud of dust from the impact as the blood from her thigh spun around in the air like a sprinkler.
Before she was allowed time to catch her breath, the Compactor was already approaching her; its mouth agape as it was prepared to face plant straight in Makina's direction in an attempt to devour her. Makina watched in terror as it fell straight on top of her, its mouth completely encircling her. Its body bounced with the force of the fall, uprooting the road around it and sending streetlights, trash bins, trees, and buildings up in the air.
It laid there, still and silent as the surroundings fell back into place.

'Makina, you always cry for everyone else- but when it comes to your own pain, you're silent. You won't survive in this cruel world as a push-over.'
'But, Captain… I do it so others… can find comfort in my empathy. Maybe if I cry for them, they'll have less pain to burden knowing that its shared with me.'
	'That's what your parents taught you, isn't it? Of course. Makina, they were soft. That is why they were killed.'
	'No, that isn't it at all! My parents were strong!'
	'I'm not saying they were weak. I'm saying that they neglected themselves in favor of others. That mentality is the reason the Compactors were able to reach them. If you truly want to avenge your family, you need to abandon that mindset and accept yourself as the person you really are: an Omega; a ruthless, brutal, cold hearted soldier.'

	Makina's screams echoed from the mouth of the Compactor, her vocal cords strung to their limits as she wailed. Without warning, Makina busted through the Compactor's skull. Steaming hot blood and black goo rained down on her as she shouted into the empty sky. She climbed out of its gaping head and crawled towards its chest in a fit of rage. Her eyes were so bright with red that they defied any known shades of color. She ripped apart its stomach, intestines wrapping around her shoulders. Shoving her fist deep into its entrails, Makina pulled out its core and crushed it with her bear hands.
	The Compactor's explosive death followed soon after as Makina bathed in its blood. With a single breath, Makina collapsed to the ground, nearing unconsciousness.
	"Captain? Captain!" Kiku's static voice cried over her earpiece. "Where are you?! Captain?! The others are dead, Asuka is barely clinging on! Please, p-please! Help us. Makina! Oh god, Makina… Captain! There's another one, a Compactor! A C-c-com-c…" With that, Kiku's pleas were cut short with a faulty connection.
	Makina remained on the slabs of concrete, blankly staring at the tops of buildings as her vision went in and out of focus. Just as her environment started getting blurry, a figure strutted towards the edge of a tower, overlooking Makina. Two Stage One Compactors followed behind the person, watching the crippled Omega before retreating.
	Makina lifted her hand up to her earpiece, trembling as she buckled under her own weight. With eyes locked on the fleeing enemies, Makina groaned into the mic. "M-Matoi… help us."
	
	Matoi lunged through the window of a falling building. Desks, chairs, lights, and wires flew past her as the building leaned ever so quickly to destruction. She flung her head to the right as the noise of falling concrete flooded her ears. She rolled to the ground, covering her face as a massive chunk of ceiling flew past her. She jumped back up as the floors, walls, and ceilings behind her crumbled away. She ran as fast as possible as she angrily elbowed her malfunctioning jet pack. Taking a deep breath, Matoi leapt from the falling skyscraper and into the hazy sky.
She spun her weapon around her wrist, pressing a button on the handle. Her robotic blade suddenly transformed into a massive and bulky gun. Plummeting towards the ground, she aimed the barrel below her and pulled the trigger. A blinding blue light emitted from the gun, exploding the street beneath her. The force behind her attack pushed her back into the air and onto the roof of a nearby mall where she crashed.
"Makina?! Are you still there?! I'm almost to your location!" She lowered her hand from her ear and peered out into the seemingly infinite amount of ruins. "Damn it."
Suddenly, two Stage One Compactors ran past her and jumped from the roof. Matoi followed after them, shocked at the opportunity in front of her, but as she approached the edge, the monsters disappeared.
"Wah!"
Matoi spun her head towards the sudden outcry, recognizing it as a male. "A survivor?" She stumbled to the other end of the building, puzzled and frightened. Her eyebrows pushed together in disappointment as she made eye contact with Akino, who stood in the middle of the road beside the mall. "Akino! What are you doing here?!"
He put his hand to his chest, sweating as he struggled to defend his actions. "You didn't tell me you were coming out here to be slaughtered!"
Matoi jumped from the roof and sped towards Akino, angrily. "This mission is strictly for Omegas. Get out of here, Akino!"
Clenching his chest harder, Akino leaned back to her, staring her in the face. "If I have a core and your blood pumping through me, then I'm an Omega too."
Matoi backed away, sighing, then looking out towards the direction of the highway. "I don't have time for this. Makina and her squad is in danger, we need to go!"
"What?!" But before Akino could get an answer, she was running.

The two stared as Makina, Kiku, and Asuka were carried into the busses in stretchers. Makina, covered in blood, was hooked up to a defibrillator and the clothing around her leg was missing. Kiku had her arm in a cast and Asuka was strung up to an anesthetic machine with bandages covering her entire body. 
Hideyo walked up to them, her body seeing its fair share of wear and tear as well. "Come on Matoi, Akino. We're going back."
"B-But I told you that I saw two others a few miles back!" Matoi cried, pointing behind her.
"That is not Hetsu's order. Come on," she insisted, heading back towards the busses.
Matoi frowned, her gaze low as she treaded her way to the vehicle. Akino stood, frozen in place. Shivers swam down his spine and butterflies filled his stomach as he turned back to the wasteland of the North District.
"Stage Threes… can really… do this?"

100 years ago, humanity flocked to a makeshift island due to a storm that threatened to massacre everything in its path. Now, in present day, Akino has nightmares about an event that nearly killed him and his mother. Seeking out for answers, he runs into a mysterious girl in an alley who will change his world forever. Greater threats are at hand now and humanity is threatened once again as man eating beasts attempt to devour the citizens of Division-A before Akino can get the answers he so desperately wants. One things for certain, this is all connected, and now his and everyone’s lives are on the line.

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