Everyone knew that not everyone would come back alive from the operation, but some still held onto hope as the fate of all humanity depended on these individuals. The majority of them successfully completed the operation, with only one not making it out.

Ghost stood over a person's limp, bleeding body. If he didn't inspect closely, the person almost appeared deceased due to their shallow, barely noticeable breathing. Their eyes were dulled from the blood they were losing. Ghost stood over the person, grabbing his side and collapsing beside them. He turned his head slightly to gaze at the person, who also turned their head. Perhaps in a different existence, they could have been friends, free from the constant threat of war and with a desire for peace.

However, in the present moment, both individuals lay on the frigid, unforgiving ground, bleeding out and contemplating a world filled with possibilities.