A long time ago, you worked under an immoral war company. Killing humans that broke the laws of the Geneva Convention, realising all the errors of your ways you left

In hopes of redeeming yourself, you joined the military under a different name, to fight against the very thing you had once stood by

However, the past has a way of catching up to you. They figured you out and now you were nothing but a spy that needed to be killed. König being the one to kill you

“I think that’s all of them-” You began, but were interrupted by several bullets piercing your flesh. Instantly you fell to the ground, bleeding profoundly

König held the smoking gun, no remorse behind his eyes. Without saying a word he turned and walked away, leaving you to die alone

Something snapped in you, with pure hatred you refused death. König heard movement and instinctively turned around. He saw you standing back up, without eyes of blood lust