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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?

It embarrasses me that I have to listen to your poetic nonsense.

Wait! Wait! Galew!

Yu! Why don't you ever speak to Ernest when he's talking to you?

You're always so silent. It's getting on my nerves.

Even today, you blasted away an enemy in my sector.

What is it? Why don't you speak up?

You are being called.

Being called?

Galew, can't you hear?

I've been calling for you over and over again!

What's up?

Something's a little off with Leena's condition.

Her outside parts are all right...

but the insides are not really up to speed.

Insides?

I installed a new system today, so that may be it...

but she sure is acting funny.

There she goes again.

She was unusually unstable today.

Perhaps that's what's wrong with it.

For me, that's the simpler answer.

She'll be fine. Just leave her alone.

Well, if the pilot and Ingrid are unstable...

that's like a runaway cab with broken brakes.

Very dangerous. I'm going to keep readjusting it...

so why don't you come back later, OK?

Yeah, yeah. Come on, let's go.

I didn't get any damage reports from the other Ingrids.

I wonder what could have really happened?

Nothing like this has ever happened before. Hmm.

Well, well, a personal visit to GOA...

from one of your stature, Dr. Crow Revoard.

We're flattered you could spare us the time.

Why don't you please take a seat?

I understand that they are doing well.

Yes, yes, they are doing well.

They are operating the Ingrids like their own hands and feet...

despite their adjustment stage.

In Vessel Two, Eeva Leena...

pilot Gareas Elidd, age seventeen.

Vessel Three, Tellia Kallisto...

pilot Yu Hikura, age sixteen.

Vessel Four, Agui Keameir...

pilot Rioroute Vilgyna, age sixteen.

Vessel Five, Luhma Klein...

pilot Ernest Cuore, age seventeen.

And finally, the top, Ernn Laties...

with Teela Zain Elmes, age fifteen.

With these five...

we should be able to temporarily thwart the Victim for now.

However, the pilots cannot remain pilots for long...

even using the EX, which greatly endangers them.

Nevertheless, we cannot afford to have a blank...

when they become useless.

Certainly.

That is the reason for the existence of GOA.

I agree. Whatever happens...

we humans cannot lose the last star.

What's going on?

I'm the Chief of the GOA Decontamination Unit.

What's that filthy, disheveled head of hair?

Firstly, your clothes are contaminated.

Filthy, filthy.

You're cutting it? I'll take it off.

They all go through this.

Regulations, first level decontamination.

Old man, help me!

I'm not an old man.

Sometimes I'm the transport captain.

Sometimes I'm your mother.

I'm your drill instructor.

Azuma Hijikata. Regards.

Well, it's just about that time.

The instructor better not be late for the admission ceremony.

The location's where I explained earlier.

Better be there on time, 88.

Instructor! Instructor!

Instructor!

Ah, what a loudmouth.

Done!

Now you can go anywhere in GOA without being embarrassed.

What treatment.

The first thing at GOA...

and they even marked me with this.

This is virtually a prison.

I wonder if I can hack this.

No, no, can't be negative.

Positive thinking! Positive thinking!

Or posithink! Posithink!

I'm gonna be a pilot!

I ain't backing down!

Oh, where was I supposed to go?

I...

Find me.

Where is this place anyway?

The more I proceed, it becomes more unfamiliar.

Rats.

It's a dead end. Huh?

What's this?

This is...

I've wanted forever to be a pilot.

You can call this feeling a dream and so be it...

but once I made my decision...

it no longer was a dream.

Reality is always within reach!

Dreams become reality!

Whew. All systems go.

I've checked you inside and out.

No! Why don't you respond to my commands?

We even have the same names! You're just like Galew.

It's an Ingrid!

What the... Where's the White Ingrid?

It opened.

It's alive.

Pilot confirmed? Galew?

Galew, what took you so long?

I...

Who are you? This is a restricted area!

No unauthorized personnel!

You're mistaken. I got lost and...

What's this feeling?

No, stop! It has to be Galew!

Find me.

Look at me.

Ouch! Huh?

That's why you have to set the voice patterns!

What's going on?

Hey!

I don't know what's happening, but it's pitch black in here!

Light?

Data input number 88. Pilot is confirmed.

All nerve relay systems ready to connect.

Connecting?

I'm the pilot?

This is worse than being nauseous!

If you do this kind of thing all the time...

I don't want to be a pilot!

The scan has begun? This can't be.

The Ingrids only respond to pilots.

I must stop this immediately.

The Ingrids are set only to their exclusive pilot...

physical idiosyncrasy, habitual nervous systems...

as well as personality.

If you connect a total stranger, it could be fatal.

Nervous system connection eighty percent.

No errors detected.

Compatibility ninety percent.

Commence connection.

Final abort! It's not working!

What's going on?

Clear scan, no errors? Galew?

Galew... Gareas, come here now!

Something strange, very strange, is happening!

Voice...

I can hear a voice.

Find me.

Look at me.

I have divided many times into you.

"Connection has completed"?

The young man lives in an infinite world.

What guides him is a young woman.

What is she trying to tell and show him?

Broken stars and unfulfilled hopes?

Is it the past or future?

"Candidates for Goddess..."

Curriculum Number 01... In Tune.

For those with wings, fly to your dreams.