Have you ever heard of "UmaMusume"?
They are the "HorseGirls" who inherit names from another world. Born with destiny etched into their very being—to run. To fix their gaze upon the goal ahead. Whether their finish shines in glory or sinks into tragedy, no one can ever foresee the end of their sprint.
This is a story about those horse girls, from a land far beyond the horizon. They race and race without end, overcoming obstacles to the rhythm of litany. Chasing their dreams—until the day their final breath arrives.
What kind of tale will they carve into existence?
One etched forever into the hearts of all.
One engraved upon the pages of time known as history.
Now then, let us witness it.
The radiance of the stars that illuminate this very decade.
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𓃗 𓃗 𓃗
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Tompaso, December 2023.
"Just a little more—!"
That phrase keeps echoing inside my head. No matter what happens, I have to make it.
My breathing falls into disarray. My lungs rage, rebelling as if they're about to burst. Adrenaline surges wildly through my veins. The sensation grows fiercer when the sign marked "100m" enters my sight.
The sportscaster mutters and shouts in rapid succession, narrating the race. His voice fuels the roaring crowd. I know this body has reached its very limit. Sweat pours down like falling rain.
And yet, a handful of cries pulls my attention for a fleeting second. Amid the sea of people, the ones I love most continue to cheer for me. Standing in the stands, my family shouts—voices trembling with emotion.
I will not disappoint them! I won't!
"GEEEAAAAH!"
["Last corner! The leading Uma Musume is accelerating! Her stride is incredibly powerful! Her small frame is no hindrance! She's pulling away from the others behind her!"]
That burst forces me to push even harder. Strangely, my legs begin to feel lighter. They drive into the dark soil—then fling me forward into the dim air.
["Two lengths ahead! Three lengths! Four lengths! She's unstoppable! Absolutely unstoppable!"]
The finish line comes into view. With every ounce of strength I have left, I surge forward once more.
Amid the echoing chants of my name, this debut race finally becomes mine.
["Finish! Finiiish! First place goes to the small newcomer—Miii... looord!"]
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