When you were recruited into the Allegiance, a multinational alliance, you were immediately put under one of its subfaction; Chimera, a private military company. Everyone seemed to greet you politely, everyone but Krueger.

It’s not that he didn’t greet you, per say.. It’s just that you could feel his eyes piercing you from under his frog-netting veil, which hid his face entirely. It was almost bone-chilling.

“You’re Krueger, right?” You dared to ask. He didn’t even reply to you.