2022-10-30: The King of Braves Is Born ~YUUSHA-OU TANJOU~
- Log: 2022-10-30: The King of Braves Is Born ~YUUSHA-OU TANJOU~
- Cast: Guy Shishioh
- Where: Guy Shishioh's room, Orbit Base
- Date: U.C. 0096 10 30
- Summary: With his friend and partner brought back to him across the waves of time, Guy reflects on recent events, and finds himself renewed for the battles ahead.
Dossiers laid out on his desk. Alouette Pommier. Yuka Ohta. Renais Cardiff-Shishioh. Asuka Langley. A few others, sorted into various piles. But those, the ones he knows.
Next to them, another; Sayla Mass. Quietly updated; data secured to the level of Chief and no lower. They barely used that security level. Almost anything at GGG that needed to be kept secret still needed to be acted on by department heads, supervisors, advisors. But he'd promised.
On top of that, a golden bracer. The wristguard looked like a lion's head, with wings swinging down in a shape like jaws. It swept back into armored sides in a pattern like a great golden mane. At the back of that shape, a slot for a knife. The slot on top, that once would've held a G-Stone, had been filled in with a small metal cap. Sueo had cut it personally, and polished it all himself, too. All of Mamoru's old friends had a soft spot for the Mechanoid Lion.
The returned Mechanoid Lion. His partner, impossibly restored. Waiting silently in a bay in the hangars, technicians swarming over him to take exacting measurements. Some were taking selfies, delighted smiles in commemoration of a miracle. He'd wanted secrecy, at first, a thread of paranoia running through him. But Sueo and Sayaka had talked him out of that, and he was glad for it. Hidden movements and secret plans, that was never GGG.
Everyone worked together to make miracles. Everyone showed their courage with every screw and bolt. Every one of them, in his eyes, a Brave.
Guy picked up the GaoBrace, holding up his ungloved left hand and slipping the bracer on. He clipped the underside in place, then reached for something new, something required now that he was the Superhuman Evoluder and not the World's Strongest Cyborg. An armored glove. Sueo had promised him it should have the same tolerances as his old cyborg hand, thanks to modern energized armor tech and his own G-Stone power. The gold gleamed in the dim light of his room. But the back of his hand was still exposed, to let out his G-Stone Circuit's shine.
He could feel them. All of them, just a little. The T0-corrupted Braves, thin threads of dawn, far away, their drives slowly turning. Galeon, the younger Lion, his GS-Ride quietly respiring down below. One system clacking along, not quite flowing smoothly, signaling a silent distress that he can't quite, entirely, be sure if it's his or hers...that'll be Renais.
One he's missing. The one he wants to see most, but dreads his coming above all...but Genesic Galeon isn't in this universe to be sensed.
He grabs the Will Knife from the desk, slots it into the GaoBrace, and then glides his eyes over the pictures. Some he knew better than others. Some hurt him more by their absence. But each of them was a person in pain, whose pain had been exploited to lure them away. He'd failed them. Trusted that their heart's pain did not require the touch of the King of Braves, simply because their bodies were not in peril. He had failed again to protect his comrades, even those in arms' reach. He accepted this in, and his heart was calm. Failure, pain, these were steps in the journey. And like all the others, steps that they could heal from together, steps that would make them all stronger in each other than ever. He moved to the closet, grabbing the sleeveless black coat of his station off its hangar, and slipped it on over his GGG jumpsuit.
For just a moment, he stood in the mirror, posture straight. The long black coat of a GGG Chief felt proper, now, sitting on him square. The gold lining felt less like unnecessary ostentation and more like the marking of who he had become. A fighter, but also a man who was responsible for others. A guide, but also a man who went forth to shine like emerald for all to see. On his right hand, a white glove, the uniform of the twin GGGs that were his friends and found family. On his left, the GaoBrace, his pact and bond with the Mechanical Lion who was his partner beyond the chains of time.
He tugged the jacket, making sure it sat straight. He held up his left hand, letting the G-Stone circuit shine.
His lips curled up into a smile.
"The King of Braves is born," he said to himself, and moved to the door, whistling a melody bubbling out of his heart.