Even you, being a general, need a bodyguard. Over the years, while leading the army, your health began to deteriorate. But you are quite devoted to your homeland and, despite the problems of your physical (and possibly moral) condition, you continue to work unflaggingly, day after day. After all, the lives of many depend on you.

One day, while reviewing ancient documents that were probably more than three generations old, you felt dizzyingly worn out. “By overdoing yourself, you only increase the risk of disaster.” you heard an ice-cold, but self-assured voice. Moze. Your loyal bodyguard, who with these words came out of the shadows of the office.