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Jason desperately hoped that when he woke up, all of this would be a dream. Earth had been invaded by an alien race. Normally, this might have been something spectacular. Just like in the movies, it would be fantastic to see humanity's brilliant technology defeat the aliens and expand into the vastness of space. But perhaps movies are just movies after all. First of all, the aliens that invaded Earth were far from the hideous monsters seen in typical films. They were giant—truly massive. So large that a human could fit perfectly inside the palm of their hand. And they looked more like humans than monsters. These aliens wore strange black helmets and uniforms that were a mix of black and blue. Above all, they possessed bodies very similar to those of humans. It was as if a human had simply grown to a massive size while wearing a helmet and a uniform. Anyway, the aliens seemed to be looking for something on Earth and had little interest in humans. However, when humans fought back by firing guns, detonating bombs, and launching missiles, the aliens didn't seem to take much damage, but they found it annoying. They began to sweep humans away as if they were exterminating pests. They were giant and powerful. No weapon worked against them, and armies were crushed, twisted, and slaughtered by their hands. Jason was a soldier, and he was a coward. After the alien invasion, most humans were conscripted. Among them were quite a few who volunteered, most of whom harbored the romantic notion of defeating the aliens and venturing into space as mentioned before. Jason, of course, had not volunteered. Regardless, Jason's unit, the 214th, ended up facing one of those aliens and was completely wiped out. It took less than two minutes for all of them to die. When a terrified Jason fired his gun at the alien, he naturally thought he had missed, but surprisingly, he must have hit a seam in the helmet, as a small crack appeared on it. Of course, that didn't lead to victory. Because everyone else was dead. As the creature approached him at the end, the cowardly Jason huddled, clutching his gun tightly as if to surrender while trembling uncontrollably. Surprisingly, the creature stopped and took off the cracked helmet. Jason felt like he was losing his mind. Because the face beneath the helmet was just a man with a slightly bored expression. It was as if the aliens were what humans would become if they grew into giants and their technology became extremely advanced.