My generation, born in a state of war. Giant monsters attack our world. We call it Kaiju. They enter through a hole, a bridge to another dimension. At the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. Sent by another race from another world.
Precursor. To fight it we make our own monster .. Jaeger. The giant robot, so big that it takes two pilots to control it. My father is one of them. He separated himself, to save the others. I .. I'm not my father. It's been 10 years since we won the war. And close the hole. Most of this world has been rebuilt. But some cities can not do it. And the world is still picking up the pieces. Some of us live better on broken boats. And living in a half-lived mansion, much better than a bad apartment. And to live here you have to be creative. You have to cheat others to get breakfast. And a new pastry.