บท 19: Chapter 12

The squadrons of jet fighters flew at the background as the land forves of the Sparrow Group moved in, slowly pushing block after block and finally cornering the JSDF on the entrance of the senate building.

Sandbags stacked on each other to at least provide some degree of cover for the cornered JSDF soldiers as they desperately fought the clearly more experienced and clearly better army than they are.

Their armored vehicles such as tanks, transports, anti personnel vehicles, and many more was long since silenced by the innumerable squadrons shooting what felt like infinite number of air to ground missiles to their position.

Their burning armored vehicles only served as brittle covers for them to hide from the almost inhumane precision by the soldiers of their enemy. It seemed to them that the enemy must've been Olympic world champions on shooting as their precision is uncanny and almost unrealistic.

As the light tanks of the Sparrow group was illuminated, each soldier that's part of the JSDF knew they won't live to see another day. But they steeled themselves as they firmly believe that Toriko Tojo was the future of Japan and through this take over can he only realize his dream, and these soldiers are ready to die for that very dream of the Prime Minister.

"Soldiers! We're tasked of holding this line! We mustn't let them enter and interrupt his excellency! Reinforcements are well underway and we only need to hold on for a couple more hours!" shouted a captain as he pulled out his pistol and fired at the incoming light tank who's gigantic barrel of a muzzle slowly turned face to face with him.

Bang...

The light tank fired its main cannon as it rolled back slightly due to immense recoil. The captain on the other hand was nowhere to be seen currently. He's turned into blood mist as the moment he got hit the tank cannon projectile he knew he's good as a blood mist.

The soldiers surrounding him looked at ech other as they tried to find an answer on why did their captain suddenly decided to go against the cannon of a light tank.

They finally decided to just turn a blind eye as they needed to focus on their current objective and that is to defend their current position.

At this moment, they suddenly felt little earthquakes as this shaking was slowly getting closer and closer and closer.

They immediately tried to peek on a safe spot but all they saw frightened them to the very max.

A gigantic metal monster slowly walking as its palm raised revealing a glowing hole in the middle with light starting to condense.

"R-run!"

The palm suddenly shot out a thick blue laser pillar as it hit the senate building turning it to countless debirs and making it a very unsightly ruins to look at.

As shouts of despair and wails of people dying, inside the cockpit, Zyril was cheering.

"See! My baby right here packs a punch! That's not even a percent of its full power!"

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Destruction...

Flames...

Death...

These three can be seen on the rubbles and debris of what left of the Senate hall. Dead bodies littered the large debris as some was still twitching involuntarily even after they long died. None survived except for the Prime Minister who's luck was put to its absolute limits.

However, he's without injuries as his leg was crushed, left shoulder dislocated, cracked rib cage and nany more. But he still managed to stand up and confront whoever did this much destruction and kill him.

He's certain that it's a powerful superhuman and he'll be in luck is he can touch him or her so he can control him. This kind of mindset propagated every neural circuit on his brain as it prevented him from feeling the pain.

As he slowly walked out of the destroyed building and towards the entrance, there he saw blinding light as his eyes struggled to adjust.

He limpingly walked on the entrance, there he saw soldiers, not his soldiers but the soldiers of the enemy. The soldiers of Gerald Sparrow, people who'll die for him over a stack of cash. Disgusting mercenaries who fights onoy for money and not ideology.

His bloody figure was seen by the soldiers. Tattered clothes, his white polo shirt turned red due to blood. Swelling eye but even this won't stop him. from seeing the gigantic figure at the back of the soldiers and light tanks.

The chest part of he mecha suddenly opened as the figure of the Invicta and the Aeternum suit flew out and gently landed in front of the Prime Minister.

"Y-you!" hissed the Prime Minister as he tried to touch Gerald which prompted Zyril to blast his hands off with her palm laser.

"Arghhh" loud ear piercing cry was heard as an arm of the Prime Minister got blaster off the face of the Earth with not even a blood left.

The Prime Minister kneeled as he sneakily reached out for the remote detonator only to find out that it's no longer on the place where he put it.

Just then, a simple laugh was heard fron Gerald as his face plate morphed, revealing his handsome face.

"Approximately 3 minutes from now a man named All for One will arrive. By that point, he'll be dealing with you. However, if you want to save yourself from a certain death, you must revert my mom back to normal." said Gerald as Zyril raised her hands, pointing her palm who's already glowing and ready to fire at the head of the Prime Minister.

A sinister laugh was then heard from the Prime Minister as he shook his head.

"It's impossible, I can only order her once. And the order I gave her was to be m-" the words of the Prime Minister was cut off as his head got blasted away by the palm laser of Zyril who's clearly impatient. Gerald just chuckled as he ignited his boosters and flew to the night sky.

Though Gerald chuckled, he's feeling absolute despair as the feeling of nit having the power to change something once again creeped his very being. But now, he has a new field where he can devote his life.

The field of anti-quirk weaponry. This incident made him realize things can't continue. His carelessness, his foolishness of thinking he's invincible. He needs to change everything.

But to change once more is something not done in a whim. He needs to be truthful to himself first and admit all his faults, and what better way to start your change than revealing your feelings.

Zyril followed shortly as the two flew past the clouds and up to the stratosphere where they got a good unobscured view of the beautiful full moon.

The two stabilized themselves as they looked at the mesmerizing view of the full moon.

Gerald extended his hands and pointed at the moon on the distant as Zyril floated beside her. Zyril curiously looked at the moon as the movement of Gerald was all too weird, borderline edgy.

"What's with the moon? Why are you pointing at it? Don't tell me you want to speed up the moon colonization. We know we can-" her words was cut off as Gerald pulled her by her waist and rested her body closer to his chest.

"Gerald, what are you doing? I'm not in danger you know." siad Zyril as she gently blushed, she's not a fool or someone numb. She can pick up hints such as this.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't?"