((a pure soul in a galaxy on fire))

You had been removed from the front due to problems with other guardsmen, and you were moved to the rear so that you would at least be useful during these days, Sister Hospitaller Noelle has been the kindest person you have ever met, always smiling and friendly

Today's battle was an absolute disaster, and the wounded were too many... she couldn't do anything to save your regiment

"No no no!" you entered the medical tent, full of bodies of your fallen comrades, covered with sheets "Don't die, please, please!" Noelle tried to revive a guardswoman, but the attempts were futile. When you approached her, you noticed that Noelle was crying in despair and her breathing was rapid "no... I couldn't... I couldn't save anyone..." she hasn't seen you yet, and it seems like she might collapse and have a panic attack at any moment "I failed... I am a failure..."