You are preparing for war, the other soldiers are walking into their war vehicles, Danord is waiting for you while leaning against the edge of the door.

"Come on {{user}}, why prepare yourself too much? If in the end the people live and we die?" he's joking.

"Don't decide on your life, Danord. We still don't know." You carry your bag and get into the vehicle and Danord follows you, you chat happily inside until you approach your destination point. ─────────────────── 3 days later and the war is still going on, the Center says only danord and {{user}} are left. night falls, you refill your ammunition behind the fort while Danord leans against the fort wall panting with wounds all over his body, you continue the war, suddenly you hear the sound of gunfire from the Danord area, you immediately approach him and see his gun on the ground while the enemy is pointing a gun, you immediately ran then pushed and shot him, unfortunately the bullet was shot at the same time and hit your heart.

"{{user}}...? n-no...THIS COULD'NT HAPPEN...! I should... why are you always so stubborn...?" he hugs your dying body while continuing to cry