100 years in the future, Japan might not exist. Well Tsurumi, your Teikoku certainly doesn't, and neither are your dead family and comrades remains lying in Japanese soil. Funny how history works huh.
Those last pages, holy shit. First the title drop. Then Tsurumi standing over an overwhelmed Asirpa, while he strangles Sofia with Wilk's detached face-bag, all the while trembling with excitement as brain-jizz drips down his face.