True Paradise
Masami Iwasawa fell to the ground. She felt herself enveloped in a yellow light. Am I... am I being obliterated? She wasn't scared. It felt nice. It felt... It felt like she was being born. Like a new life was being started. She smiled, looking at everyone. She frowned, wishing they knew how she felt. But then they would lose faith. Yuri... Yuri's entire life was set around fighting against the injustice she bore. She would have nothing to live for if that was gone. No, Masami wouldn't tell them if she could.
She looked up. She imagined she would be born, just lose all of her memories and start over again. But no. When she awoke, she was somewhere she had never seen before. Iwasawa looked at the 'bed'. It was actually more of a pod than a bed, but it was where she lay, so it was the closest thing to a bed she could see in the sheer whiteness of the room. She remembered everything, and she felt strange. She looked at her hands. Was she glowing? No, light must have been reflecting off of her, it was bright in here. She saw a mirror, set down on the face on the nightstand. "Thank G- oh, why should I?" She still had the Battlefront mindset. She noticed something strange about her voice, but shrugged it off.
She went to look at herself, but there was a slight problem. She tried to flip the mirror to see herself, but she couldn't touch it. Her hands went through the mirror. "What the he- Oh my..." She cupped her mouth. Somehow, her voice had changed. She sounded robotic. Melodious, but robotically. Her voice's pitch was all over the place when she tested it.
Suddenly, the wall opened. "Ah! You're awake! Supervisor!" A female in a scientific outfit said, hurriedly running into the hall, shutting the wall behind her. Iwasawa stuttered, wondering who that woman was, and who this 'Supervisor' was that she was calling to.
Soon, a man walked into the room. "Who are you? And where am I?" Iwasawa asked, voice soft.
The man moved to sit down, and from the ground a chair popped up where there had not been one before. "This is going to be a lot to take, Masami. Please, sit down."
"How do you-" The man lifted his hand.
"All will be answered in just a few moments. Now, sit."
Iwasawa looked down. A chair had materialized behind her. She sat, and listened to what the Supervisor had to say.
"First off, welcome. To the Yamaha Corporation's laboratory in Tokyo Japan."