Pilot Candidate (JP)

This is the twenty-first planetary system...

thirty-eighth patrol ship.

Report first level encounter with Victim.

Please immediately...

...to the Five Goddesses.

We're being absorbed!

In the year 4084 A.D., humanity brought upon itself...

a planetary crisis where many planets were destroyed.

Zion, the only remaining planet...

had to be protected by humanity...

from the alien species known as Victim...

until the day of hope.

Zion had to be saved from Victim.

I've found it. It's a wounded Victim.

Right wing, Keameir! Shields!

Roger, coordinates set. Engaging shields from S0 to S3.

-Hurry up! -You two all right?

Left Wing! Eeva, energy recharge complete.

Tellia Kallisto, battle stations ready!

Let's get this show on the road.

Klein, any other response?

Everything under control.

No confirmation received except Victim.

This is the latest.

Red alert, pilots. We will go with Formation 5B.

Send in Number three! I'll get in one shot.

Tolerances adjusted! Shields engaged!

Engaging.

All attack battle stations ready.

Engage attack right now.

Don't let the enemy get anywhere near Zion.

Hey, Candidate 88, I can see it.

You wanted to see it live?

Can you believe it?

We used to live on that little blue ball floating out there.

Awesome! It's awesome! Awesome!

So this is Zion? It's a star! A star!

Hey, you. How old are you?

It's my first time seeing Zion.

This is the very first time I've been off my own colony.

I'm glad you're enthusiastic.

Give me a break. At least I stopped barfing.

Barfing?

Immediately after we went into space, I got nauseous.

Hey, you mean you have space sickness?

Wait a second. That wasn't in your data file.

Hey, a pilot doesn't ever...

I'll become one.

I've decided to become a pilot for sure.

But you don't make that decision.

My blood type EO has been cleared.

EX is positive.

I even know that this type of human is very rare.

That's why I was accepted into the Pilot Training Academy.

That's very interesting.

The only thing left... be a pilot!

Just be a pilot. Easy.

No sweat.

You put a hole in your acceptance pass, you punk.

I did this so I wouldn't lose it.

You'll need to use that.

That's why I'm carefully hanging on to it.

Ah, now we're going to have to reissue this.

Hey, Candidate 87, where do you think you're going?

I'm stepping out. This is making me sick.

-What a weirdo. -Speak for yourself.

Ah, just as I thought!

You can see better from this side.

It's over.

That fireball and impact blast that just overcame us...

from the Goddesses?

Yeah. Looks like they just destroyed a really big one...

those Five Goddesses.

What are they...

Hey, man, what are you doing?

You're the one who suddenly crashed into me.

That's no reason to start kicking me.

You tick me off.

Hey, you're a candidate just like me.

Watch your mouth, you moron!

Just like you? Don't fool yourself.

-You and I are different. -What?

You're going to be pilot? No sweat?

Don't compare me with idiots like you.

Idiot?

You're disgusting. Go away.

You're asking for it!

You! Stop suddenly appearing in front of me!

Well, I wasn't exactly expecting you...

to be falling all over me, you klutz.

What do you want anyway?

I just came to see if you were all right...

after the Goddess impact.

Hiead Gner...

your skivvies are showing.

How uncool! How pitiful!

That's too bad. Did you think it was only up top?

This is getting too intense.

All right, you ladies, recreation time is now over.

Listen up!

This flight will be landing at its final destination shortly.

Confirm, Transport Vessel Six.

Three candidates. Transport mission completed.

Request permission to dock.

Roger. Docking granted at number three gate. Reduce speed.

Oh, wow!

Floating in the vast darkness of space...

exists the Pilot Training Academy GOA.

With an admission of three thousand...

the young from various colonies come here...

with hopes of becoming candidates for pilots.

Here they will be drilled and trained...

to gain experience and technique...

to fight the enemy and save Zion.

It's huge! Great!

Of course it is. How many people do you think live here?

Now, hustle up and gather up your luggage. Get going.

It's a cruel story when I reflect on...

how many recruits I've transported to GOA.

There are only five candidates...

who will be chosen to pilot the Goddess.

Only five.

It's GOA! It's GOA! It's GOA!

You don't have to repeat yourself so many times.

Your enthusiasm is adequately coming through.

We're going to spend two whole years here...

and we'll become pilots.

If you can cut it.

Bah!

I'm telling you I will. It's my dream...

to be in the White Goddess and engage in battle.

The Immaculate White Goddess?

You know her?

Out of the Five Goddesses...

she's got the best airframe and is the best to pilot.

She's the Goddess of the Goddesses.

The formal date of manufacture and manufacturer are unknown.

The vessel named Ernn Laties and its current pilot...

just happens to be quite an exceptional woman.

Wow.

That's right. I still haven't introduced myself.

I'm Clay Cliff Fortran from the K-03 colony...

Candidate number 89, which makes us classmates...

in the pilot training program. What's your name?

I'm Zero Enna...

but call me Zero.

They're here.

What a hassle, even though it's only once a year...

that they are transported to GOA.

Service is also part of a pilot's duties.

Ah, and no deliveries from home.

Oh, you're all here.

Sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we go now?

Even if we leave now, we'll have to wait anyway.

Please wait, Number One! Let's first get some chow.

We completed a big mission today...

but Rio is always so full of energy.

Don't you think so, Yu?

Every time I come back here...

I remember when we were still at GOA training to become pilots...

and then being chosen to pilot the Five Goddesses...

and how we're now fighting Victim...

It makes me feel very strange.

It's the same old story...

but why is it your conversations are always so depressing?