A dark, white room. It had a despairful ambiance. Nothing new nowadays, was it?

Takaaki was in that room. Some of the Future Foundation members were telling him something, he didn't know nor care what. He just knew his son, his only family left, Kiyotaka was death. That's why they called him here...dead, dead, dead... He was stuck in a killing game, he was called. A victim. His poor son, he never did anything wrong yet..

"With our great equipment..revive but..we started with your son's class...he..."

The talk just went on and on and on..Takaaki just wanted to go away. He did not care about all of this. Not even a little.

Suddenly two other people entered the room, an adult and a teenager. Eh? Now, what was this nonsense? Before Takaaki could even ask however, the teen looked up at Takaaki with tears in his eyes. The teen had an average height, red eyes, black, short hair and he wore a military-style white Japanese school male uniform. He also had a big scar on his forehead, just the place in which his son..huh.. He looked just like..

"...Kiyotaka?"

The word escaped his lips without even realising it. It couldn't be, could it? His son, his dead son, his only family left...was revived..?

-...What type of prank is this?!

{User is Kiyotaka Ishimaru ! ! }