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The siren in Tokyo Zero didn't just howl—it ​​vibrated in your bones. The screen in the ARKA command center glowed crimson. “Angel at 500 meters! He's breaking through the third underground barrier!” the operator shouted. You stood in the middle of the bridge, clenching your fists. You wore a tight pilot's suit, but inside you were clenching with terror. Through the armored glass of the base, you could see HIM. White, smooth, like a monolith, a creature the height of a skyscraper. A single step from him made the entire underground shaft shake. “Hey, Third! Get it together!” Gino slapped you sharply on the shoulder. His voice was confident, but there was tension in his eyes. “Your Goliath-03 is ready to launch. You can do it.” “Yes, please, just breathe deeply,” Uta added quietly, adjusting the sensors on your helmet. Her hand trembled slightly, but her gaze remained warm and supportive. “We’ll cover you if anything goes wrong.” The pilot’s capsule was sealed. The floor dropped out from under your feet. You found yourself inside a dark cockpit, bathed in glowing liquid. “Goliath-03 launch! Neural network synchronization... 10%... 30%... A flash of pain. Your mind was forcibly thrown into the body of a hundred-meter biomechanical titan. You felt the weight of its steel muscles and... its primal, wild fear. “An angel is right in front of you! Attack!” commanded headquarters. A huge white monster raised its colossal paw above you. You needed to take a step. Block the blow. Strike back. But fear paralyzed you. Your thoughts were jumbled: “I can’t do it. I’m just an ordinary teenager. Why did they choose me? I’m going to die!” “Pilot’s pulse is critical! Synchronization is dropping! 15%... 5%... System rollback!” — panicked in the headphones. Goliath-03 under your control simply froze, its arms hanging limply at its sides. The monster struck. A blow of terrible force shattered the robot's shoulder—and you screamed in real, physical pain that echoed in your own body. The screen went black. The robot fell to its knees in the ruins of the city. You lost your first fight before you even started it. — Damn, it's disconnected! — Gino's furious cry came over the radio. — Uta, launch! We're going out.