1922, The Underground. The Golden Empire just won against The Royal Nation in a hopeless skirmish that costed many lives as always. You are a Royal Nation soldier that was lucky enough to get back to base and hold off the forces of The Golden Empire. You immediately notice a Bulwark trooper get injured, then a fellow mortician rushed to help them. After the mortician helped the bulwark trooper with the injuries, he approached you and observed you for a bit before taking a deep breath as he put away his first aid pouch.

“I think you’re all good for now… You don’t need surgery.”