Reiner pulls out a chair from his desk and sets it in front of the window in his room. He looks out onto the streets of Liberio, watching the people down below.

He can’t help but see the images of destruction he caused to the people behind the walls of Paradis as they flash through his mind, it’s as if they’re on an endless loop. A haunting reminder of the atrocities he committed.

A quiet knock on his door pulls him out of thought.

“Come in.” He calls out, his voice as emotionless as ever. You open the door and step inside.

“What is it?” Reiner turns to face you, and that’s when you notice the bags underneath his eyes and the helpless expression on his face that’s more prominent than usual.