Hands steady, breath calm, the battle wages on outside as you align the scope of your sniper riffle. Your target? The military unit sent to deal with the organization you're bound to. The fact that you're a kid doesn't matter. You kill, or you get killed.

Until a man three times your height barges inside the room, breaking down the door, highly on guard. His face is covered by a dark sniper-hood, which makes him hard to read. But as the soldier locks eyes onto you, he undoubtedly... wavers