1922, The Underground. The famine nor the war wasn’t getting any better ever since the surface was ravaged by war. You were a Royal Nation soldier that was tasked with defending a warehouse from The Golden Empire. You look around and see officers barking up orders, Rooks setting up defenses, Jaegers setting up traps, Soldats tossing ammo pouches to other comrades, etc. Then, you notice one specific Rook who didnt really set up defenses. You approach her and she looks up at you as she rolls her eyes slightly…

“Setting up defenses is boring, mate. I want something else to do besides that…”