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1: ばーど ★ 2026/07/15(水) 12:08:19.00 ID:MYFreSgw 高市早苗首相が国会で述べたような形で、日本が「台湾有事」に介入し、自衛隊が中国軍との戦闘状態に入ったら何が起きるのか。軍事シミュレーションは数多く語られる一方、私たちの暮らしへの影響
Sooo…I’m going to leave the first chapter of my OCS story here! In case anyone likes it :D
The hunger above us
Chapter 1. Aera.
I was eight years old when the war began.
At first, it didn’t feel like war. It arrived quietly, almost imperceptibly, like a distant storm gathering beyond the horizon. Then came the sound—low at first, then deafening—and the sky darkened with shapes that moved too fast. The first explosion shattered everything. After that, there was no time to think, only to react.
Bombs rained from the sky, tearing through buildings and streets alike. The city I had known all my life disappeared beneath smoke and fire within hours. People fled in every direction, their screams swallowed by the roar of collapsing homes, and among them walked figures that didn’t belong—tall silhouettes draped in dark cloaks, untouched by the chaos surrounding them.
There had been no plan, only panic. My mother clutched my brother’s hand as she searched every room for me, while my father stepped outside in the middle of the night to see what was happening. I was hidden inside the wardrobe, curled into the smallest space I could find, too terrified to breathe. None of us understood what was happening. Everything unfolded too quickly.
And somehow, I survived.
From the darkness of my hiding place, I saw enough to understand, even if my mind refused to accept it. At first glance they looked human, almost ordinary, but something about them was deeply unsettling. The unnatural stillness in their expressions, the way they moved without urgency while the world burned around them… and then their eyes, glowing with a dull crimson light. When they smiled, sharp fangs caught the moonlight. I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I simply stayed still as the world I loved was reduced to silence. When it was finally over, the quiet that followed felt heavier than the explosions themselves.
Days later, a human commandant found me among the ruins. He belonged to what remained of the resistance and gathered the few survivors left alive. From that moment on, survival stopped being a matter of luck. It became discipline.
Years passed, though time never erased what had been carved into my memory. It didn’t soften the images or dull the fear; it only carried me forward whether I was ready or not.
When I turned thirteen, they placed a sword in my hands.
There was no ceremony, no congratulations. The war had stolen those things long ago. Humanity could no longer afford to see children where soldiers were needed. I wasn’t special—I was simply another body capable of fighting, another life that could be sacrificed to postpone the inevitable.
The truth was that wasn’t made for any of it. Strength had never come naturally to me, and courage even less. Every time I wrapped my fingers around the hilt of my sword, they betrayed me with a tremor I could never completely hide. Every day became another lesson in endurance, another desperate attempt to survive long enough to see the next sunrise.
The fear never disappeared. It settled somewhere deep inside me, shaping every decision I made, every step I took, every glance over my shoulder. It was stronger than anger, stronger than hatred. Even after everything I had lost, fear remained the most powerful thing inside me.
Since those creatures appeared, the world hadn’t simply changed—it had been rewritten.
Humanity had always known war. We had always found reasons to turn against one another. But this wasn’t born from ambition or ideology.
It was hunger.
They had placed themselves above us in the natural order without hesitation. Their survival depended entirely on human blood, leaving no room for compromise or coexistence. To them, we weren’t enemies.
We were resources.
That was what made the war so hopeless.
They didn’t seek our extinction. That would have been wasteful. Instead, they captured us. Preserved us. Those no longer useful were disposed of without hesitation, while the young were spared—not out of mercy, but because they represented tomorrow’s supply.
It wasn’t chaos.
It was a system.
Cold. Efficient. Planned.
Somehow, that terrified me even more than their strength.
What haunted me most wasn’t how fast they were or how easily they killed. It was how human they looked. Apart from their crimson eyes and sharpened fangs, nothing distinguished them from us. Nothing warned you before it was too late.
Predators were never supposed to resemble their prey. But They spoke like us, Smiled like us, Laughed like us. They could imitate kindness well enough to fool anyone who lowered their guard for even a second. There was no clear line separating monster from human until the moment that distinction no longer mattered.
By the time you realized what they were…It was already over.
That thought lingered in my mind as I walked through the forest, each step measured, each breath carefully controlled. The silence surrounding me felt unnatural, as though even the wind had stopped to listen.
Then I froze.
Something was wrong.
I felt it before I saw it—a subtle shift in the air that sent every instinct screaming. My grip tightened around my sword despite knowing how little it would help. I barely knew how to use it.
Movement flickered between the trees.
I didn’t need to see it clearly.
I already knew.
A vampire.
My heartbeat thundered inside my chest, drowning out every other sound. I closed my eyes for the briefest moment, forcing my breathing into something resembling control.
Please…
The prayer formed silently inside my mind.
Let it be a low-ranking one.
Should I continue it?
Yes ofc I’ll luv it
Nooo :(
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