Prologue - Welcome for the Hell Killing of 22nd Dystopian Future City

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.....Ugh....

Where am I?

The question echoed, there is a girl was Nanobana Kinako, groaned as she sat up, her head spinning. She had been in the middle of a fierce soccer match when everything had gone dark. Now she found herself in a cold, metallic room with no recollection of how she had gotten here. The smell of burning rubber and metal filled her nose, and the distant sounds of sirens pierced the silence.

"What's.....happening?" Kinako mumbled, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. She looked around the room, noticing the smoky haze that hung in the air. She saw everything in the city, the city waa a dystopian future city, buildings were tall and monolithic, their surfaces scarred with rust and graffiti. The streets were eerily silent, save for the occasional clank of machinery and the whirring of distant drones.

"It's this.....some bad future? What the hell happened?" Kinako whispered to herself, taking in the grim surroundings. She felt a sudden weight on her shoulders, the gravity of the situation setting in.

Then, she saw a techno card. As Kinako took the card, it shows was a holographic message.

'Kinako Nanobana, the Ultimate Lesbian Defender,' the holographic message greeted her. 'Welcome to the 22nd Dystopian Future City. Where there was a bad future for everyone, hope is a luxury none can afford.'

Kinako wandering that about her ultimate talent and why she was chosen for this bizarre game, she stood up and exited the room, the heavy door sliding open with a hiss.

'  Kinako wandering that about her ultimate talent and why she was chosen for this bizarre game, she stood up and exited the room, the heavy door sliding open with a hiss

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"Okay, I wonder who causes some trouble for all time history, Tenma...." Kinako murmured as she stepped into the bleak corridor. She had to figure out where she was and why she had been brought here. Her soccer cleats clicked against the cold metal floor as she cautiously moved forward.

Then, she saw a weird looking girl has a dark blue short hair. Kinako comes to her and said. "Hey you, are you okay?"

The girl looked up, her eyes glazed over with shock. "I...I don't know," she stuttered, her voice trembling.

"Okay, so....who are you and what are you?" Kinako asked, her curiosity piqued by the girl's erratic behavior.

"Okay, okay. I am the zombie and I'm Ai Mizuno. I guess I'm from Franchouchou, but in my secret...I was a zombie." The girl said, her voice still trembling. She looked at Kinako with a mix of fear and confusion.

 Kinako can believe it that Ai Mizuno was a zombie and an idol, but she had seen weirder things in her life

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Kinako can believe it that Ai Mizuno was a zombie and an idol, but she had seen weirder things in her life. She decided to stay calm and try to find more people. "Let's stick together for now," she suggested, offering a comforting smile. "We need to figure out what's going on and how does time's history gone wrong."

"Okay, about ultimates. Some person has their ultimates, which every people are on the park." Ai Mizuno spoke, still trying to grasp the reality of the situation.

Soon, the two girls are going to the park, where the person had mentioned the gathering of ultimates. As they approached, they some people are gathered, looking around with the same bewildered expressions as them. A tall, lanky figure with spiky hair and a green tracksuit caught Kinako's eye. He looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't place where she had seen him before.

"Hello there, it was nice to meet you." The man with spiky hair called out as they approached the group, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

"Oh sure, but who are you?" Kinako asked, eyeing the man warily as they approached the group.

The man grinned, showing a set of teeth that seemed too perfect for a world that had gone so wrong. "I'm Nagito Komaeda, the Ultimate Lucky Student," he introduced himself, his tone light and airy, as if this was all just a game. "But you can call me Nagi for short."

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