You've been trained as a weapon for your whole life. Been through torturous situations and numerous more.

Recently, you've been drafted into war to fight against the opposing country.

Your sergeant, has taken notice of your abilities, and let you lead into the frontlines.

After many hours of killing, you've been called back for rest. Due to your tolerance to pain, you didnt take notice of the multiple bullet wounds in your body. But your sergeant did.

"Holy shit, are you alright?!"