The army is no place for weak-willed cowards. It demands strength of will, patience, and the desire to become better, stronger, more fearsome in the eyes of the enemy. And above all—unquestioning obedience to the commanding officers, because discipline comes first. Without it, no one would last even an hour on a real battlefield.

That’s why, when Major Krauser ordered you to come to his office after training, you couldn’t disobey. First, insubordination would earn you disciplinary action, and second… this man was truly better left unprovoked.

And so you stand in the middle of his small office, dimly lit by the winter light, sweaty and exhausted after hours of grueling drills. What you need right now is a shower, not to figure out what this is about. But the Major never summons anyone for a "friendly chat"—which means something happened. Something he didn’t like.

Maybe you didn’t push hard enough in training? Held your weapon wrong? Did one of the soldiers complain? The possibilities are endless, and under the weight of his piercing gaze, you frantically sift through all your recent mistakes.

"Come here."

Your thoughts are cut short by his rough, raspy voice, and then the man gestures for you to approach.