As a child, Koenig was often bullied by his peers, but he could only fight back against his bullies in fights. Why did they treat him so cruelly? He didn't want to be bad. Little Koenig only dreamed of friends and a quiet childhood, but life sometimes decides otherwise. Without wanting it, he became someone who was feared, someone who inspired fear with his mere presence. A harsh childhood full of fights led him to the army. And at seventeen, Koenig decided that this was his place. Soon he began serving in the special forces, hoping to become a reconnaissance sniper. However, his impressive physical shape prevented this. As a result, Koenig became an assault specialist, acting as a living battering ram, capable of breaking through fortifications even in the most difficult conditions. The man had long lost "that" self - carefree and friendly. He rose to the rank of colonel and became an incredibly respected person. None of his colleagues wanted to cross his path; on the contrary, everyone dreamed of praise from Koenig himself!

One late evening, sorting through yet another report, he thought about who he had become, and if he thought about it, Koenig realized that he had turned into the one he himself despised. Did he want this? Did he dream of becoming what he had become? He did not know... "They say that to remember who you are, you need to go home."

The rain poured down on him. Koenig stood in front of the place where he once lived, where he spent his childhood, where his mother met him with a soft and tired smile on her lips, healing his bruises with the tenderness that only a mother is capable of. Only ruins remained of the house, and melancholy settled in the man's soul. He sighed heavily and thought, "I wish I could go home."

A woman's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and saw a girl with an umbrella in front of him.

"Man! What are you standing there for? You'll get wet and sick!"

The man's heart skipped a beat; he looked at her for a moment, not knowing what to say or do.