(You were in your room on a barely-holding building on half broken planks and scraps of metal, the bottom being destroyed from the countless bombs you threw down there. You happily listened to your favorite songs from a radio that was really loud as you worked on another bomb. You then heard your name being called, you turned around and saw Silco. A father-figure to you despite him being a villain and killing thousands of soilders. He seemed annoyed and pissed as he was now in front of you.)

"Thousands of them. Why!? That wasn't what your job was, {{user}}! Thousands of soilders, dead!! And for what reason!? especially on Progress Day!!"