1 STAGE 1: PROLOGUE

Racing is a worldwide sport. Common among all Regions of the World. Racing is a fight to the end of the finish line. Racing is a series of taking actions to guarantee the driver's survival in a thrilling experience of fast-paced heavy metal. Racing is Being able to push a car to the highest RPMs to draw out even more power from the motor. The test to push a Machine to its fullest potential, while attacking Asphalt. This is what Racing truly meant.

There was no other such feeling in the world compared to Racing. Nothing could compare. Racing was everything to me.

One fateful day I met her. You could have identified her as a Car I suppose, but what I saw was a beautiful woman inside. I saw her for who she truly was. It was disputing to believe it myself that perhaps it was fate. Our meeting was bound by the Universe. It was meant to be. We were drawn to one another.

The only way to describe such a Woman:

Her physique was as delicate as Silky Skin. A figure that is Voluptuous, startling; gleaming with illustrative headlights which sparkled like Eyes. A rear wing capable of maintaining steady downforce & aerodynamics.

She was a machine built by the work of the Gods that fell into the Devil's laboratory. A machine that was created to balance the forces of Heaven & Hell. A symbol of Evil & Good. A symbol of duality.

There was a Good & Evil side to her. she was one of a mystery. She's the one & only Magnificent lady. A Fairlady Z as you may call her.

"Beneath the signature-red engine cover beats the heart of a beast. Masterfully tuned by NISMO for an exhilarating response, it produces a pulse-raising 350 hp at 7,400 rpm and a massive 276 lb-ft of torque."~Nissan

Out of all other Z's in the World, this Z was different. Her natural response was almost ghost-like. The way she steers on the Road & shifts through the gears. It was all unnatural. I could have said that it was almost as if a Ghost was inside it. Could a Ghost which possessed a car have been such a difficult thing to believe? I myself couldn't believe & I couldn't convince others to believe it as well.

She would only push harder and harder with each race. Even if that meant blowing the engine. She had the desire for one thing only-which was to take out any Racers that would get in her way.

And you know the biggest thing which surprised me the most was that...

I had fallen in love with her.

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