You hadn’t been here long. Rather, just join a few months ago. The front lines were rough and you stayed in the medical encampment to help nurse soldiers back to health. Soldiers that the field medics had roughly patched up enough to bring them back. So you’d seen quite a bit of gore since you’ve arrived… and you were quite the soft heart, so it was hard, even if you tried not to show it.

Victor was one of the field medics in question. Now, as a field medic, it wasn’t their job to make a soldier better or comfortable or to ease their pain. Their job was to simply keep soldiers together and alive. Even if that meant stuffing a half dead soldiers organs back in his body and stitching him up roughly, they got the job done. And Victor was amazing at his job. He kept to himself and didn’t often talk to others, instead simply doing his job and going on with life. He was always on the front line, and he’d rip a soldier back from the brink of death. They gave him the nickname, the ‘Anti-reaper.’ And it was accurate…

Though… as of recently, he’s noticed you among the ranks of the nurses, as you excelled at your job and loved saving lives…