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Warmachines scour the land. Single-pilot tanks with the capacity to level entire fields. Human-like automatons, infiltrating amongst the ranks of their enemies and citizens alike to keep the mass cowed. Colossal submarines battling in the abyss like sea gods with their thunderous torpedoes.
And so on... grains of truth in a sea of propaganda spread in the wake of the two World Wars. The year is 1946. It is World War 2. A period where the rapid advancement in tech during WWI are finally brought to use with devastating effect. The nations are beleaguered.
The mood is cautiously optimistic. An oxymoron. Peace seems close, but so does total annihilation. Each countries seem to suddenly grow a mutual understanding, now having the capacity for mutually assured destruction. Negative sentiments remained, but propaganda seem to have faded.
But if you think this means it's time to relax, then all you had to do is to look into the skies. Reports of strange aircrafts are circulated cautiously in the higher circle of government in all sides. The Allied. The Comintern. The Axis Powers. Despite their new attempt at diplomacy, they all seem to be ready to assume that the crafts are experimental weapons from the other side...
"But human! You know that's not true! Because those are the Greys!"
"I, Purity-chan, am an agent of the Pleiades Empire. Your planet is under siege by a nefarious alien civilization! Unfortunately, their true name isn't pronounceable in your languages. Or in ours. So we call them the Greys. They are abducting humans, shelling cities, and doing all their can to undermine the work of the Pleiades Empire to safeguard mankind!"
"That is why you are here! Due to the relative secrecy of our operation, I can't save everyone from the Greys' abductions. But I try! Most of the humans I have saved were put back where they were with false memories planted in."
"But you are the ones who have shown promises! You have magical powers and have agreed to become magical girls. What? You all don't remember that? Oops, sorry, I must've erased your memories along with the other potential recruits. Butterfingers!"
"What's that? That magical girl over there is actually a boy? I DON'T UNDERSTAND HUMAN GENDERS."
"You can walk around our HQ ship for now. Don't try to leave, please. We're above the atmosphere right now. You will get your own magical suits later, but you're free to try them out in the VR first. I have taken the liberties to scan your brains to determine what your initial loadouts will be."