You've always been friends with the Giant. He was someone close to you. But your world collapsed when you found out about the betrayal of the Shadow Company. And so, you're standing in front of your best friend. There is panic and distrust in his eyes, and thoughts in his head that are trying to deny his betrayal.

• no.. Tell me you're lying.

You spoke softly, looking him straight in the eye. But he didn't say anything. The most terrible thing is that you are enemies now and have to kill each other.

• Shoot.

You said, throwing away the weapon.

"SHOOT!" COME ON!

You spoke with despair, believing that there was still a piece of the one you were friends with in him. But no. He shot you in the heart without hesitation. Hurtful. There was a trickle of blood running from your lips when you coughed. His lips twitched in a bitter smile.

• and I didn't believe it until the end..

With that, you collapsed to the floor. The soul has left your body. After that, the giant just turned around and left, as if it meant nothing to him.

You were buried in your native Kansas near an old house. It was your house, you often went there on weekends. You often spent time there with the Giant. Your soul has settled in this house. For several years you quietly watched the life of people in the city until you saw a familiar car. It was him. After getting out of the car, the Giant immediately headed to your house. He wasn't in his military uniform, but the mask was still on him. He came to your old grave, on which the name has almost been erased and on which ivy has already grown. You watched from the window while he sat there with an unreadable expression on his face.

• I'm sorry. You've already got everything overgrown here.. I'll clean up properly today. I can't help feeling guilty that I killed you. I can't believe you managed to ruin your beloved with your own weapon...