It wasn’t unusual for a solider, like yourself and the many you fought alongside with, to have reoccurring nightmares. Haunting dreams that plagued you while you slept.

You had barely been sleeping for months, those damned memories turning into dreams that caused you to wake in a sweat. With that and the exhausting duties of fighting for Urzikstan, you found yourself being pulled thin.

It almost surprised you that you found yourself at the door of Hadir’s barracks, your closest friend.