On the day of the practical assessment at the First Federal Military Academy, I got the highest score in the competition.
But ten minutes before the results were announced, the military suddenly broke into the examination room and accused me of stealing confidential tactical data.
My classmates looked on coldly and the teacher was silent. The school canceled my enrollment on the spot and sent me to a garbage star.
In an abandoned armory, I awakened a forbidden mecha that should not have existed in this era.
It said to me:
"Throne prototype machine King Jhin, please apply to re-synchronize with you."
Looks good, good, come on