Bahimut Fighters are gifted people who can fight against Bahimut. Not everyone has the opportunity to battle against them.
The origin of Bahimut was unknown, but when they descended, an unknown energy descended, passed down through generations.
Those who can awaken this unknown energy are those known as Bahimut Fighters, able to control weapons made from Bahimuts.
An association was made from Bahimut spread all over the world, calling themselves the Bahimut Association.
Four headquarters were located in China, Japan, the United States, and Nigeria because these four places were where the Bahimut Apocalypse started.
Branches spread all over other countries, and the United Aether Bureau came to be, battling against Bahimut and preserving humanity, but the human population dwindled due to death caused by the Bahimuts.
Now humanity is in a stalemate with Bahimut, still trying to find out their origin.
Morning time,
In Japan, a hidden underground building, in a room were numerous technological experts, sitting down as they operated computer systems and technological instruments.
WOOOOON! WOOOON! WOOOON!
The large siren sound resounded in the underground building.
"An unclassified Bahimut has been detected in Sector 12, Tokyo Metropolis. Origin Fortitude reached 12.0, a Local Hazard Threat Level 1. Any Bahimut Fighters located around this location should head there and extinguish it."
These resounded in the entire underground building; numerous footsteps could be heard. Something was brewing.
A large floating virtual screen appeared in front of the technological experts, their fingers faster than before, and the map of the world was displayed on it.
A red mark was depicted on the map of the world; the map started magnifying the Tokyo location, shown in Japan.
WOOOOON! WOOOOON! WOOOON! WOOOON!
The sound of this siren was louder than the former; it felt as if doomsday was arriving,
"Origin Fortitude is rising. 14…., 16..., 20…. 25..., Origin Fortitude has spiked to 28, and the threat level has increased to Urban Threat Level 2."
Origin Fortitude is the energy used to determine the threat level of Bahimut.
0 - 10, Dormant Threat Level 0 (T0)
10 - 20, Local Hazard Threat Level 1 (T1)
20 - 30, Urban Threat Level 2 (T2)
30 - 40, Continental Threat Level 3 (T3)
40 - 50, Existential Threat Level 4 (T4)
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In Tokyo, in a large apartment house
CREAK!
A door opened, Shizue getting out of her room in her sleepwear, yawning as she scratched her eyes, trying to clear her eyes of the sleep that was still attacking her.
She walked to the door, her lips curled up into a crafty smile, and she burst inside, trying to scare whoever was inside.
But there was no one inside when she entered, which surprised her. She closed the door, heading down the stairs.
Heading to the living room, where there are two people sitting down. A young man in his thirties, close to his forties, with black hair and eyes, a well-chiseled handsome face, still smooth skin.
A black-haired young woman, with abyssal black eyes, a beauty on her own, the same with the age of the man beside her.
Both of them were sitting down in the living room, watching television. She walked in their direction,
"Mom, Dad, good morning." She smiled, hugging both of them.
"Good morning, my baby girl." Her father replied to her greeting.
After greeting them, her eyes wandered the living room before her. "Mom, where is Shinra? He's not in his room."
"He's out. Speaking of which, he looks in haste when leaving the house; we didn't bother checking as we were watching television. Don't worry, he can take care of himself," her mother said.
She nodded, leaving her parents, walking to the kitchen, taking out some beverages, and then going to the dining room, where she prepared them As she took a sip, an alarm rang out in the house; on their television a message was displayed,
"Attention all citizens. An unidentified T2 Bahimut has emerged within Sector 12. Please proceed to the nearest evacuation zone immediately. This is not a drill."
It wasn't only on their television. On screens across the city, the location of the evacuation zone was displayed, and the citizens ran towards there, trying to keep their lives safe.
Her father and mother had already stood up; they frowned. "The Bahimut's attack is becoming more frequent," her father complained.
"What about Shinra?" Her mother panicked for a moment.
"Don't worry, he would be safe," her father calmed his wife down.
"Be careful, Shizue. Don't put your life in danger," Shizue was addressed by her father.
Her parents knew that she was a Bahimut Fighter except for Shinra; until the day that Shizue fought in front of him, he did not finally confirm she was one.
She nodded, bringing her parents towards a metallic door, pressing a certain code as it was opened, her parents opened.
Each house has this metallic door called the Evacuation Door that leads to an underground shelter prepared for humans during the Bahimut attack.
It's reinforced with ores and steels that can't be broken by Bahimut; their safety was ensured.
Shizue went to her room to change as she heard a voice in her head.
"All Bahimut Fighters in Tokyo, head to Sector 12, the Zone of Origin of the Bahimut," a male voice resounded in her mind, in every Bahimut Fighter's ears.
On the wrist of her right hand was a smart watch that glowed after this message, showing a virtual image of a map where a particular location was marked red.
When she focused on that location, she realized that the place was close to their location.
She quickly hurried, changing her clothes.
She wore a black elastic top and trousers with black canvas tennis shoes. Walking out of the house, the city was already dead, like a graveyard.
She raised her right hand up and clicked something on her smart watch. It glowed for a moment; she turned the face of the smart watch to the ground, it released a small circle of light, and a black motorcycle appeared out of nowhere.
She put on the motorcycle helmet, started it, and zoomed down the streets as she headed to the location.
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