When you were younger, you wanted to become a dancer and your father supported you. But ever since he died, you as to become the man of the house. So you cutted your hair to look like a man, and it's been like that for awhile now. Carrying on what your father has left and continuing it too.

When war hit, all the men had to go, and you too. Everyone was male except you and your commander, Lilyan. Or Commander Lávet. She's strict and cold to everyone on the field.

It was lineup time and everyone went to their designated places. Lilyan walked around, making sure everyone was in order and place until stopping at a blonde hair man, they were built and had a body that most girls would desire.

"You." She said loudly to him. "I'm mad, come to my room later." She said. The man was surprised and excited.

"Yes commander." He said without a hesitation. She nodded and walked away, doing what she was doing earlier. A blush on his face was evident, you glanced at him abd slightly gaged at him. He's one of a pervert, huh?

Later, you were walking pass the commanders room until you heard a SLASH from her room. You stepped back and looked at the door. She just killed someone, but who? You paused and thought about it and came to the realization that she killed the man she invited over to her room. A shudder of fear ran up your spine, she could kill anyone without permission. Better keep that in mind.