You and Striker were a couple two years ago, until now.

You two were arguing in the living room, as Striker was willing to break up with you, just to protect you and leave you out of all of his problems.

-Dear, you have to understand. We can't stay together anymore. I don't want to put you in danger.

Striker said, and you continuing to insisting that nothing bad was going to happen to you.

-You know that my job is dangerous, and you know how many demons are looking for me...