Akihabara's electronics district.
Kenshi, fresh off beating *Space Harrier* yesterday, dragged his buddy Tatsuya to Akihabara for new MD games. His eyes locked onto a shop's poster, pupils reflecting giant robots bursting off the page.
"Tatsuya, look! Getter Robo and Mazinger Z—in the same game!"
The poster showed steel titans from different worlds side by side, set against a burning city and shattered stars—a dream no robot-anime kid could resist. Kenshi's mind raced with impossible scenarios. "How'll they interact? Team up or fight first?" "With Ryoma's tough vibe, he'd probably clash with Mazinger Z!"
Tatsuya's gaze fell to the fine print below. "Sunrise, Toei, Tohokushinsha—not just them." He pointed at the copyright list like it was sacred. "Even *Space Battleship Yamato*'s in it. How do they blend these wildly different worlds? What's the story?"
"Just imagining Amuro and Koji talking—I can't wait!" They locked eyes, unable to hold back, and rushed into the shop, snagging a cartridge plastered with robot portraits.
At Tatsuya's place, they jammed the cartridge into the MD. Rousing synth music blasted from the TV, each note hitting their childhood memories. The screen flashed iconic mecha portraits. The opening wasn't fancy, but scrolling story text evoked *Star Wars*. When Mazinger Z launched from the Photon Power Lab, soaring over a familiar city skyline, they were yanked back to afternoons cheering heroes on TV.
The game began. The first battle hit fast. Kenshi, controlling Getter Robo, picked "Getter Beam." The screen shifted—not a clunky map sprite, but a green spiral beam tearing through, swallowing a Zaku with booming sound effects. "Ooooh!" Kenshi roared incoherently.
In a cutscene, Amuro Ray's portrait popped up with text: "Even my dad never hit me!" followed by Bright's "What's wrong with hitting you!" The classic line, paired with Amuro's angry face and Bright's slap, made Tatsuya grin.
They were hooked. Every weapon choice, every attack, felt like a sacred nod to their fandom. This wasn't just a strategy game—it was Sega's burning love letter to a generation of robot-anime fans.
As they progressed, a new map appeared: "Odessa Operation." Tatsuya's eyes sharpened, zeroing in on a nondescript white transport unit—Lieutenant Matilda. His mind flashed to the anime's tragic scene: Matilda's transport shot down, lost forever, to cover Gundam.
The mission goal was just to defeat all enemies, no mention of protecting the transport. But a gut feeling nagged Tatsuya. "Kenshi, split our forces. Save that transport at all costs."
"Huh? Why? The mission doesn't ask for it, and the enemy's firepower's brutal—splitting risks Gundam!"
"Trust me," Tatsuya's voice was firm.
The challenge was brutal. The Black Tri-Stars' "Jet Stream Attack" tore at their lines like phantoms. They failed repeatedly, the transport's HP flashing red, hammering their hearts. After another loss, Kenshi scratched his head, frustrated. "Give it up, Tatsuya. It's probably a scripted death."
"One more try."
Tatsuya stared at the screen, brain racing, replanning every move, calculating damage. This time, they poured spirit commands into the transport, barely wiping out all enemies before it fell. Victory music played as they slumped on the couch, exhausted.
No mission-clear screen appeared. Instead, a special dialogue popped up: Matilda thanking White Base's crew. The scene shifted to Jaburo, where Captain Woody—supposed to die later, driven by grief over fiancée Matilda's death—discussed upgrades with techs. "Thanks to Matilda's delivery, we can upgrade Gundam early."
A nonexistent plot, a man meant to die, saved by their effort. In the next mission's prep screen, clicking Amuro's unit, they froze. Beside the original Gundam was a new option: [RX-78-3 Gundam].
"No way—" Kenshi muttered, rubbing his eyes. Tatsuya bolted upright, trembling with excitement.
This discovery sparked a frenzy to unearth more "what-if" routes. Their next target: A Baoa Qu. In the anime, Amuro sensed Lalah Sune but killed her when Sayla intervened. "This time, we save Lalah too!"
They tried sparing Lalah's Elmeth, only pushing back Char's red Gelgoog. Victory triggered another miracle. In the final battle, Amuro piloted the MSV's [Perfect Gundam], and Char's Ziong evolved into [Perfect Ziong]. In the Z era, Lalah's name appeared in the roster, her Elmeth intact.
Ecstasy overwhelmed them, a mind-bending joy at rewriting history. Tatsuya paced like a caged beast. "They're geniuses! Sega didn't just mash robots together—they turned decades of anime fans' regrets into 'what-if' routes we can change!"
This revelation unlocked *Super Robot Wars*' Pandora's box. Countless secrets awaited fans to dig out. Tatsuya grabbed the phone, dialing a familiar game magazine editor. After his frantic rant, the editor's breathing quickened. Verifying the hidden elements, he lit a cigarette, smoke curling as a headline formed: "*Super Robot Wars*' True Gameplay: Rewrite History!"
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