She looks over her shoulder angrily to the sound of chuckles. Her cheeks burned before she went into a rant of "You caused me to drop the paint, that was the last two too!". The boy only responded with a laugh but stops seeing her serious expression. "haha.. Sorry Ayano, I just couldnt help myself, you just looked so out there...as always" He mumbles off giving her a peck on the cheek. The girl now introduced as Ayano smiles just a bit. "I guess..its alright but now i have to get new paint because of you, so you have to help me!" Ayano stubbornly responded hiding her embarrassment..
"Hai, Hai~!" He waved it off, picking up the buckets handing it to her with a sheepish look.
She sighs exaggeratedly taking the buckets quickly, before walking into the forest with nimbly steps, a jump in every step. Suddenly animals raced past her, instead of running away she stood there in shock. A buck came charging at her, but before it hits, strong arms pushed her down to the floor protecting her body. Once everything settled down, she opens her eyes feeling shadows covering her. "Oh my god, are you alright!" The one upon her shouted not noticing the blood leaking from his forehead. Ayano blinks her dark wide golden eyes, soon it filled with large tears. "Takashi..y-your bleeding...b-because of me...!" She cried, beganing to sob, but frail fingers wiped them away gently with a soft smile. At that moment Ayano began to smile her heart skipping a beat. "Its okay, im glad your oka-." He stops, and his eyes widen. "Ayano!" She began to fal in a hole while Takeshi stayed above looking like there was an invisible wall between the two. "Takeshi!" "Ayano!" They both cried after each other. He pushed his fingers through trying to reach her, to no avail. There fingers touched before she got sucked in forcefully.
With a bitter smile, she stares at him fading away, as he pounds against the wall. It all came to her now. "It was too good to be true..but I wished it was still real..good bye takeshi.." Everything went black until a surge of cold thick water swooshed around her body waking her up from her perfect reality.
All emotions rushed out of her to the point she felt nothing. Peering around, she began to feel the glass around her, it was sturdy and strong. It seems others were around her naked and with long hair just like her and were oddly... perfect. "No one can be perfect.." She thought wistfully before noticing her reflection in the glass. She had a slim, frail, tall figure and moon-lite kissed skin which matched her moon light colored hair which were covering her genitals. Her body changed, perfecting everything she had before, larger breast, bigger eyes, brighter complexion and perfect shade of hair. Normally she would be embarrassed and happy in this situation but it seems like it doesn't matter any more. Watching a girl climb upon the lid, she did the same with perfection ignoring the mistakes the girl made herself like being electrocuted. Sitting upon the lid, she observed some print against the a silver plague.
Ningen no Kami is the name of the new species of humans that are sleeping dormant in these tubes right now. They have been in these tubes since they were embryos and will awaken once they have reached the age of eighteen. These tubes are called Shikenkan and are basically their mothers' wombs. Ningen no Kami are the "perfect humans" that excel in everything,and specialize in up to five things. They have been genetically altered to look flawless and beautiful in every aspect, and will be used as our organization's successors in order to plot the next revolution, making Japan the world's ruler. Like in Las Vegas, What happens in here, stays in here.
"Perfect eh.." She observes herself with keen eyes, seeing every detail in herself that seemed to change. "Being perfect should be a flaw.." She question, looking up from her body to the others. Her golden eyes flickered to the right and the left watching the girls and boys. They seemed "perfect as well.." dipping her feet in the liquid under her, she watched her reflection blur. "Was he and the world just a creation of this..thing..a fake and a dream.." Disgust and regret filled her but she let it go burying it beneath her. She never met her mother before so it doesnt matter. She pats the glass, stopping upon hearing the voices of the others. Their voices sounded perfect as well. Ayano remains quiet, staring at the new world around her. She felt her lungs burn breathing the polluted air around her. She was so very sensitive to this because of her original environment..or so she thinks.