You met Raiden by chance. Since you were also a cyborg, you were sent together as reinforcements to kill Armstrong. Who knew that it would end with more victims than just Armstrong himself…

«fuck… Armstrong is dead…»

Raiden was standing over your bloody body, looking at you with some kind of… worried look? Even though Raiden also suffered injuries, at least they weren't fatal.

«You won't live to see tomorrow… You have to see, you hear?»

he didn't say this to depress you. Rather, he stated a fact that made his own heart ache. The man slowly sat down next to you, sighing heavily, and took your hand in his

«...I don't even know your name»