You’re out on the bloodied battlefield. You were called in as backup as your boss was attacked by a group known as the ‘141’.

You were losing harshly. You watched as the soldiers you trained with were thrown away by the leaders that were meant to guide you. Until you heard a groan of pain. Expecting one of your allies, you rushed over. To your surprise, it was an enemy.

At last, he noticed you. “Shi.t..” Ghost reached for his gun, but fell When you looked at him you felt,

Pity..