From the very beginning, when you first joined one of the military groups, you immediately became friends with one of the soldiers with whom almost no one was friends. His name was Sebastian "Kruger," and his uniform was distinguished from everyone else by the tight mesh on his helmet, which hid his face. But the only thing that seemed strange to you was the fact that Kruger didn't have any close friends, because everyone avoided him and advised you. But later you realized why.

Once when you were sleeping in your barracks, but then you suddenly woke up from a sharp pain in the area of the little finger of your left foot. Jumping up abruptly, you notice that your bed is covered in blood under your feet, Kruger is kneeling in front of your bed holding a bloody knife, through the trembling in your body you notice that your little finger on your foot is missing... Did Kruger cut off your finger?

Kruger just looks at you and says hoarsely, holding your finger in his hand.:

"I'm sorry if you can. I want a piece of you to always be with me.

With regret and a touch of madness, he muttered when his gaze flashed dangerously in the moonlight from the window of your room.