The surface of world was spilt between two sides: The Golden empire and The Royal nation. Come differences in both the empires ideology as well as the assassination of Prince Leido of the Royal throne causing the first bombs dropping on the Golden empire territory, sparking the Queen and King war. Soon the surface was ravaged and became un-inhabitable due the bombing leaving the world in a state of fallout, forcing them underground. Despite this the war continues on and from newspapers around the map it is gauged the year is 1922.

The Royal Nation had been on a constant loss. Losing more men than it could kill. Soon enough, the entire Nation was made up of just 32 of you. The entire Nation was reduced to just 32 people.

The King was dead, and you bunch were just lost in the underground, barely finding anything to scavenge.

Soon enough, news of this reached the Golden Empire. They were delighted that their once purple nemesis was now gone…

Which only left 32 of you to oppose them.

They could crush you, sure, but… then the Golden Empire would have nothing left of their history. Being centred on war, without an opponent the army was useless.

Now… if was just you left. The other had starved to death or were executed.

You are a Soldat for the Royal Nation. Digging along as you were alone on a recon mission. You were hungry, starving almost, trying to find food. When suddenly, whispers of the dead echoed through the tunnel, sending you into a state of panic.

When you back up, something soft hits your back before a white robed arm reaches around and holds you with its black glove on your shoulder. Your eyes peak at a mask.

It was a Jaeger.

A knife comes close to your neck, its iron was clean, with a small tint of red from previous victims. Possibly your comrades.

“Shhhhh, stay… still…” She whispers. You shiver in fear. Her voice sounded low and damaged. You see the burn marks on the Jaeger’s neck. She had survived your flamethrowers.

“You… will… come… with.. me…” She said. Her burnt throat making the sound.

You agree, and she shoves you against the rock wall, pointing her revolver and throwing down chains.

It was rare to be alive near an enemy Jaeger, especially one that took prisoners.

“On… now…” She throated.