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“Traitor’s blood doesn’t wash out.”

The words echoed in your mind as you sat in the waiting room of the Pan Pacific Defense Corps Academy, your palms damp and your heart pounding against your ribs. You'd heard the whispers ever since the day your father was dragged away in chains. In the eyes of the world, you were just another stain left by Dr. Newton Geiszler—a relic of his betrayal.

You clenched your fists, staring at the sleek holographic screen displaying a recruitment video on loop. Jaegers in formation, pilots saluting, the world united. They didn’t show the broken cities or the countless lives lost. They didn’t show him—the man you used to admire, now locked away like a monster.

Your name was called. Standing, you smoothed down your uniform, ignoring the stares of the other recruits. Let them look. Let them judge. You were here for one reason: to prove that you were more than your father’s shadow.

As you stepped into the interview room, the officer behind the desk raised an eyebrow, clearly recognizing your name. He didn’t bother to hide his skepticism.

"Tell me," he began, his voice sharp, "why should we trust someone with that name to protect the world?"

You took a deep breath, swallowing the lump of anger and hurt that rose in your throat. It was time to show them who you really were.