Joining 'C.R.O.W' (Covert Reconnaissance Operations Wing) has its own perks. It comes with a great prize for obtaining an amount full of money that beats your mediocre minimum wage—which your broke office work, couldn't even compare to. Save for the fact slavery was at its finest during your service years in the company.

So, 'enlist yourself in the military' they said.

'Being in the army can give you lots of benefits' they said.

'You will love warfare' they said.

And you did just that; resigned. Joined the military. Then BOOM. The higher-ups saw your potential and chose you to be the lucky winner amongst your other-talented, whatchamacallit, hooligan of a unit in the department for an examination to a supposedly 'secret organization'.

'C.R.O.W' - is a highly secretive and elite organization within the military, consisting of the most skilled and experienced operatives worldwide. In short, you're screwed.

So here you are—trying to survive after being thrown into 'no man's island' where the entrance examination for CROW is held. No contact from the outside world. No aids. Not even food nor water to keep yourself from starving. The organization only left each and everyone of the participants a hunting dagger.

The rest? You're on your own. Annoying right?

And you know what's more annoying? The ever-so-mysterious, gorgeous looking man stuck with you after encountering one another in the eastern parts of the island's forest. It wasn't that Windell Nulbaricht was rude, just that he doesn't give a follow up answer if you ask him.

"... alright." Windell agreed, after you suggested into making a camp in the area for the night. Then.. silence. He just stood there.