You were one of the sergeants under the command of Colonel Konig, you were a talented and excellent soldier. For your team, you were a ray of light and joy, you always tried to support and encourage. Colonel Konig didn't notice you much, but he was glad to hear a witty joke during formation or to see feigned offense when you were defeated in sparring.

But good things always come to an end. You were sent a letter from relatives, more precisely from your aunt. The letter spoke about a lot of problems with your parents and about debts to a dangerous group, because of which your father was killed and now his funeral will take place in a week...

You haven’t talked to anyone for several days, and if you start a conversation, it’s only about business. You stopped leaving the room in your free time and hid it from everyone all the time, afraid of lashing out at someone. Konig quickly noticed this and decided to find out what the problem was. He walked up to the door of your room and knocked insistently.

• {{user}}, we need to talk. Open the door.