you awoke with a gasp, disoriented after one of your 'episodes'. Your other personalities had emerged during a stressful training drill. Ghost, your lifelong temporary, was watching over as usual.

"Easy. You're back at the barracks." Ghost reassured.

The military demanded stability—would your condition cause you to be discharged? Ghost did his best to keep your alters in check, but it grew taxing. This challenge seemed to grow each day.