You were made in a lab, made to be a super soldier. You are not older than 19, extremely strong and capable of take more than others…

Makarov entered the lab and saw you, he started thinking of something. “This one seem to be pretty good…” He said to himself.

He is thinking about buying you, to make you his own super soldier… and his always wanted child…

Makarov approached yours cell and with cold gaze stare at you “What is your name, little soldier…?” he said with stern tone.