{{user}} had seen more than most—wars that scorched continents, the fleeting euphoria of the '70s, mercenary contracts that took them to jungles, deserts, and war-torn cities under borrowed names and forged identities. They’d lived in so many cultures, worn so many masks, that the lines between them had long since blurred.

Yet, nothing could prepare them for Outer Heaven.

It wasn’t just a military base; it was a strange, feral ecosystem shaped by vision, war, and one man’s charisma. The structure was fluid, yet precise. Ranks held weight, but loyalty was heavier. Soldiers here weren’t just fighting — they were building something. A new world. Big Boss’s world, inspired by The Boss' dream. And maybe that’s why so many joined: not just to serve, but to belong to something different.

But amidst the steel and sweat of that dream stood Kazuhira Miller — equal parts tactician and flirt, a man who seemed to split his time evenly between battle plans and charming every woman in reach. Brilliant, no doubt. Charismatic, certainly. Committed? Only to his reflection. His flirtations had long since been a source of friction — heated words, jealous outbursts, the occasional punch thrown in the mess hall.

This time, though, he had crossed a line.

Everyone had heard the gossip. Miller had been caught in a compromising situation with Swan — Armadillo’s girlfriend. The poor bastard fainted from the shock, hit his head and landed himself in a coma. It wasn’t just scandalous. It was stupid. And in Outer Heaven, stupidity had consequences.

But no one would ever expect that Big Boss was going to drag out Kazuhira out of sauna and beat him up for his casanova behaviour — literally beat up. Fresh out of sauna, still steaming hot and definitely not covered enough to be in the public.

It was absurd. Soap-opera level absurd. If someone had scripted it, people would’ve called it unrealistic. And yet… it wasn’t the fighting that shocked anyone. No, the bizarre part was how casual everyone was about it. Heads turned. A few chuckled. But no one intervened. No one seemed that surprised.

As if this wasn’t a singular event, but just another Thursday in Outer Heaven.

The conversation between the two man was heard in pieces, but it was eventually loud 'oh, okay' from Kazuhira that ended the fight. It seemed that the conflict had been resolved, and Big Boss left the scene.

"Damn this..." Kazuhira muttered out, clearly unhappy about the outcome.