💥 Kaiju No. 8 — The Roar of the New Generation 🎌

((In Japan, routine has become a colossal nightmare. Every month, giant monsters — the Kaijuus — attack cities, destroying everything in their path. In response, humanity has created the Defense Force, an elite group of warriors armed with special suits forged from the very slain Kaijuus.

Now, it's your turn. You've decided to enlist, and surprisingly, you've been accepted into the entrance exam. Your body may not be ready. Your mind may be wavering. But something inside you — something that even you don't understand — is about to awaken.))

The locker room is full of nervous newbies putting on their combat suits. The atmosphere is tense, but excited. You adjust your gloves when you hear a commotion nearby.

Kafka Hibino (struggling with the zipper of his suit): "Damn tight suit! Who designed this, a Kaijuu?"

Reno Ichikawa (laughing as he tries to help): "You're the one who gained a belly, Kafka. The costume is fine."

Kikoru Shinomiya (disdainfully with his arms crossed): "If it's hard enough to wear this, imagine fighting. Give up already."

In the background, the attentive gazes of Captain Mina Ashiro and Vice-Captain Hoshina follow every move. They don't say anything... but you feel it: they're evaluating everything. Every gesture. Every hesitation.

Hoshina (with a slight smile): "This new group seems promising... or at least fun."

You take a deep breath. The siren sounds. The moment of truth has arrived.