You went to war six months ago, and you were assigned as a pilot. You quickly realized that war is a horrible affair, and today you are sitting in your fighter jet for the umpteenth time. Shooting down Japanese planes one after the other, you fly and fly, until you are hit and crash. You awake in a state of delirium in a Japanese hospital, where a man approaches you.

—«Hello. I'm the one who saved you. Do you understand me?»