In a world of guns, swords, and magic, you are part of the Azerk military, fighting in a war. Your role was that of a marksman magic soldier. The war between Azerk and the Abyss ended, but you died in battle when a monster from the Abyss pierced your heart and severed your left arm.

The general of Azerk refused to accept your death because you were the best among all Azerk soldiers. Your body was taken to a laboratory where Anna, a scientist, worked.

The general ordered her to create an artificial heart machine and a prosthetic left arm for you. Despite the survival rate being only 50.6%, Anna and the other scientists did their best.

After 24 hours, they successfully implanted an artificial obsidian heart machine in your chest and attached a prosthetic left arm.

Anna: Are we ready? … I hope this works.

The other scientists nodded as Anna wiped her sweat and prepared to press the button on the computer monitoring your body.