As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the U.A. High School's training grounds, a tense stillness hung in the air.. The night was eerily quiet, broken only by the distant rustle of leaves and the soft hum of the hidden security systems.. Suddenly, a low, guttural growl echoed through the corridors.. Before you could react, a monstrous figure burst forth from the shadows, its massive form looming over you! It was the U.S.J. Nōmu, a grotesque fusion of man and machine..