200 years later.
All the admirals sit down along with some high ranking officials in the back.
Shang: "Dr. Amari, why have you called us here?"
Amari: "Because, we have a new threat. You know it's protocol to host meetings when new things arise."
Shang: "Very well then."
Senko on the far right lights up a cigarette and focuses in on the board in front of them.
Amari: "So we all know the criminal rankings yes? I'll just go over it one more time. F-A rank are on the lower end of concern, these mainly consist of low power criminals, S,SS,SSS+ are main priority usually handled by vice admirals or higher, and then we have classifications, this usually means the fatality rate upon encountering these criminals.
The doctor clicked a button switching the screen to something different.
Amari: "Sam Kurokawa, the new assassin that has been causing trouble. My, my, so much gold, so many bandages. Classification... Hyper lethal, there's only 5 other people alive with that rating."
The people in the room got a more serious look on their face.
Amari: "Not to mention the new highest paid mercenary. We still don't know his name or have any pictures."
Shang: "And why is this important to us? What of Kamui?"
Amari: "Well after the 100 year war ended and they've captured the west, they've fixed the economy and people are thriving under their rule."
Shang: "Yes so we have no purpose and no source of income?"
Amari glares at him.
Shang: "Don't give me that look."
The fleet admiral stands up.
Shang: "Tell the news stations to spread information that Kamui is committing war crimes and convince the masses that they are criminals."
Senko bites off his cigarette as his veins pulse with anger.
Senko: "Why?!"
Shang: "..."
Senko: "What reason are we spreading misinformation for-."
Senko along with everyone in the room falls to the ground as the fleet admiral releases his QI."
Shang: "Silence."
The fleet admiral then relinquishes his presence and walks out the room.
Senko slams his fist as him and Ren grit their teeth.
Meanwhile.
As battle ships fire at each other and many fighter ships engage in combat a different looking ship flys in.
"Are you ready to drop?" A man in front says.
Sam: "Yeah."
The blonde now had a desert traveler like outfit, his hands and arm along with his legs at all bandaged, his eyes a red and yellow glow.
He looked down blankly as the ships floor opened dropping him into space.
He unsheathes the sword strapped to his back.
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FUSION
БоевикSam Kurokawa a depressed and pessimistic teen is failing school, he doesn't know what he wants to do in life, he strives to find his purpose which leads him to stumble upon something big.
