User blog:Porfirio 739/Campaigning against Carol Mars Deinheim

One time, when the world was on the verge of destruction, a young girl, who was referred to as a “medical case of fusion,” grabbed hold of a miracle and achieved compatibility with the Gungnir Symphogear.

The “Frontier Incident,” which sought to weed out a large part of humanity and assure the continuance of the human race, was brought to an end by the efforts of a group of girls whose blood and songs were exchanged across the battlefield. However, the curtain now opens on a new story which begins shortly after that.

An object fell to Earth at supersonic speed after being ripped from sub-space. It was a U.N. space shuttle attempting to return to Earth after performing its duties at a Lagrange Point in outer space.

Due to system trouble it fell into disarray and was doomed to either break apart on re-entry or worse, crash directly into the surface. The leaders of the world’s nations held their breath during this desperate situation.

However, going back before that, the Symphogear users who saved the world from unparalleled danger were officially deemed part of the military weapons held by the Japanese government. They were forced into permanent standby, not allowed to leave even if a humanitarian crisis called for it, much less granted requests to visit overseas.

From that time, just over 100 days have past.

Ever since the end of the Frontier Incident, there have been no further sightings of the Singular Disaster known as the “Noise.” It was about the time when people had begun to assume that threat of the Noise had ended, and that they had been completely eliminated when…

Staring at their monitor screens at headquarters, Sakuya Fujitaka and Aoi Tomosato confirmed a wave form response that was different, albeit very similar to the Noise.

The location was near the pier at Yokohama’s Osanbashi Bridge.

There, the black-hooded figure of Elfnein (aka “Scrap Material #11”) was seen carrying a small box and appeared to be fleeing from someone or something.

There is a song to destroy the world.

As of yet, no one has taken notice of the danger that will visit them soon. There is only a red dust dancing in the evening summer sky above.