The World of Masks

The leaders of countries have been turned upside down by a massive invasion of Australia. Emergency has dropped immediately. The companions who went to bed had to wake up from the bed with a report like lightning that flew in at dawn right away, and the companions of the country who had only just had time to go to bed because of the jetlag opened their eyes at night.

When I felt that the Allied forces that defended Canberra, the summit of any country, were devastated. Fortunately, I was able to sweep my heart out of the news of the success of the Canberra marksman who flew in.

Each country announced its official position and entered the countermeasures meeting immediately. This was already the case when the New Zealand takeover operation was considered a failure. Massive human and physical damage happened again, and this time civilian damage. New Zealand's second civilian casualty. Of course, the scale is so small that it's not comparable to that of New Zealand. But that was a big hit in New Zealand, not a small hit in Australia.

At the countermeasure meeting, only silence was hidden. The operation failed and the damage was immense. I couldn't figure out where to start. As a military nation, the United States, China and Russia were more devastated by the enormous troops, weapons and supplies involved in the operation. No, it wasn't like that. I'm not kidding, but the power of the country has fallen to one-fifth of its usual state. That was a lot of money, too. Many young people who would become the future and beacon of the country died. Expensive and prolonged weapons were also massively destroyed. A devastating failure. It was also a failure of an operation to eliminate existence that threatened the human race itself. Countries with military forces that were wrinkling off their territories around the world (representing the United States) were no longer able to have a significant impact on the world.

Of course, the media began to urgently export this shocking article. There was no need to insert stimulating phrases or headlines to attract people. People could not take their eyes off newspapers or news with a serious face, regardless of country, race, age or gender. Journalists promote the anxiety of controversial people, and Australia's image of the camera adds to that anxiety. Their remarks seemed more realistic than those of the journalists who were staying in Canberra. At the government level, you have strengthened surveillance of the portal and raised your perimeter to its maximum, but the anxiety of the citizens has not diminished. Rather, he brought up complaints about the Allied forces' upper floors.

When people were unconsciously searching for something that would somehow relieve their anxiety, one new piece of information came to them.

It was the work of PPSO.

A new hero who rescued Canberra from crisis by weaving coalition lines with other Allied forces who had returned to Canberra just before it was conquered. When people were being killed, they suddenly appeared and rescued them, and their gaze was drawn to them as if they were the main character in the movie. Engaging with the survivors' vivid testimony, PPSO's awareness grew. Feed flows through information that the Allied Forces' upper half has deliberately excluded the PPSO's inputs and criticizes the Allied Forces' upper half. It was enough to advance to the responsibilities of those who appointed the Allied Forces' superiors.

But regardless of the international confusion, Canberra was still in the throes of post-war recovery today.

A large truck crashed into the Canberra neighborhood. It was a mess of shrapnel, shrapnel, fallen corpses and undead debris.

"Tsk, tsk!"

Carlos, one of the PPSO's superpowers, lifts an object that looks heavy enough to fake it. It was a broken piano covered in ruined debris. It was a heavy item that only a few adult men could lift, but Carlos lifted it with one hand as if it were nothing. It was a terrifying strength and grip.

Whee!

I stumbled on it and threw things into the truck. Then he starts digging through the debris again.

By your side, the excavator fills the debris. Perhaps it was easier to move the small debris to something like an excavator. The heavy ones were removed by superpowers first and removed by drillers.

" Shit."

I picked up a piece of debris, and suddenly it smells and smells. I've smelled it several times. Carlos sharpened his teeth. Carlos continues to draw the wreckage, though there may have been a sight he did not want to see. Something appears inside the collapsed debris. As if hoping for salvation, I can see a hand stretching out toward the sky. The hand, which was shredded and torn long, was dark red with dried scallops. On the contrary, the hands that should turn red as usual, without bloodshed, were not as pale. His thin, white hands evoked even more dazzling emotion compared to the dried, dark red blood stains.

You carefully lift up the debris. Suddenly, every time the skin touched the corpse's hand, the eerie cold energy followed it up. Whenever I felt the warmth in my hands not long ago, something came up from my heart.

How much debris have they cleared out? The shape of the owner of the hand is beginning to emerge. She was probably just about 20 years old. Carlos' heart was troubled by the youth he had to spend in such a flowery season.

The body is wretched. The heavy arches of the house have torn her apart. Skin, intestines and bones were completely crushed. Carlos barely recovers her body, almost picking it up.

"There ."

You turn your head to the sound of someone calling to you. The user checks the opposing Pokémon and raises a large eyebrow. I was a reporter at the station who had been hanging around the scene and disturbing his nerves. Of course I know that what he's doing right now is the best thing. I will bring this miserable scene to every corner of the world, bring out the sympathy and support of people, and give people awareness that this will never happen again.

But it was time to think rationally. As Carlos continued to clean up the corpse, having a bad experience, and being eaten by mental health, he didn't like the way these people had been hanging around him. Perhaps Carlos, who shifts the heavy debris like a target, has approached it from time to time because he is a superpower.

Currently, the superpowers were getting so much attention that they could be called sensation that they were trying to get an interview somehow. But unfortunately for that journalist, Carlos' heart was at its worst.

I did not swear or punch an innocent journalist. I just stared at him once. The journalist who saw Carlos' expression retreated quietly. Journalists were as professional as they were sent to this mess. I knew it was impossible to interview someone in that state. I was more likely to be bullied. The journalist gave up quite neatly. But he's also a professional. If he can't do it, we'll find someone else. Reporters immediately began to search for the next target.

Unlike Carlos, who strongly refused the interview, quite a lot of superpowers interviewed him. Each country, race, and ethnicity was different, so all of the superpowers were different. The way to respond to interviews was that different.

From rejecting interviews like Carlos to answering only the questions he asked, to someone who was very provocative about his performance. It was each one.

However, no matter what the reaction, the interviews captured on the camera were conveyed to the viewers who were curious about the superpowers. And the more such news was broadcast, the higher the awareness of the superpowers and PPSOs, and in proportion to that, the trust and image of the coalition and coalition forces fell beyond recognition.