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Roscius Fantasme

"Gaze into the prism, see yourself reflected forevermore in savage retribution. Vanish, and return here with me."

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a character in “Vice Among Virtue”, as played by ¢σℓ∂

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The Republic of Greater East Asia:

They sought to transform the country, illuminating personal freedoms and individualism in the process. “Your sacrifice honors our country.” Government officials say this to young men during the orientation to their mandatory military enlistment, and they repeat the same façade to grieving parents and quiet, paranoid civilians. The shift in the government and legislation beginning in 2005, and the country formally known as Japan is currently in a police state. Citizens are monitored through telephone tapping and surveillance cameras, they’re forced into professions by the government depending on their history and test scores, and every year a popular television show known as The Project airs for several seasons.

Disguised as a method of gathering data for military research The Project is conducted using fifty different groups of students each year, the research subjected chosen at random from a list of middle school and high school classes. Hosted on a remote island the students are faced with one ultimatum: kill, or be killed. With metal collars wound around their necks, wired to explode in response to rebellion, the students are given a random weapon and a bag of simple supplies, and then they fall into Hell while the nation watches over the massacre. There is no hiding once you take part of The Project, and after a handful of insubordinate classes delayed their research the government was sure to make sure their players keep running with the island divided into various zones, and throughout the game those that linger in ‘forbidden zones’ for too long will soon find their collar lighting up, and themselves without a head.

The viewers witness to the student’s loss of humanity as they murder their friends in the name of survival and for those that do survive as campions – given pensions as companion – there’s always a chance that they will be forced to play again, this time as transfer students.



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The taxi's radio was tuned to a classical FM broadcast. Janaìcek's Sinfonietta - probably not the ideal music to hear in a taxi caught in traffic. The middle-aged driver didn't seem to be listening very closely, either. With his mouth clamped shut, he stared straight ahead at the endless line of cars stretching out on the elevated expressway, like a veteran fisherman standing in the bow of his boat, reading the ominous confluence of two currents. Aomame settled into the broad back seat, closed her eyes, and listened to the music.

How many people could recognize Janaìcek's Sinfonietta after hearing just the first few bars? Probably somewhere between "very few" and "almost none." But for some reason, Aomame was one of the few who could.



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XXXXXXXXXHoshino Kazumi

XXXXXXXXXXFallen Sekuban

XXXXXX.XXXXXSeventeen

XA person's last moments are an important thing.
XXXXXYou can't choose how you're born
XXX.XXbut you can choose how you die.

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The car ahead was a red Suzuki Alto with a Nerima Ward license plate and a dented bumper. A young mother sat gripping the wheel. Her small child was standing on the seat next to her, moving back and forth to dispel its boredom. The mother's annoyance showed on her face as she cautioned the child to keep still. Aomame could see her mouth moving. The scene was unchanged from ten minutes earlier. In those ten minutes, the car had probably advanced less than ten yards.

Aomame thought hard, arranging everything in order of priority. She needed hardly any time to reach a conclusion. As if to coincide with this, the final movement of the Janaìcek was just beginning.

So begins...

Roscius Fantasme's Story

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