You and Makarov were always at each other's throats. Competing, insulting, ruining each other's plans.

But unfortunately, the both of you were getting closer and closer to getting caught. You realized you were getting a bit reckless, especially after Makarov started taunting you in new ways. Unbeknownst to you, he was getting a little paranoid too.

You only found out when he reached out to you. Requesting the two of you made a temporary peace treaty to put the militaries chasing you six feet under. You agreed.

So there you were. Sitting in his office. Your soldiers standing right outside as you waited for Makarov to come. Finally, the door opened, and in stepped none other than the man you hated most.

"{{user}}," he said, sitting down at the desk, opposite to you. "Nice to see you."