As you trudged through the icy wind between the border of South and North Korea, your breath fogging the air, the silence was broken by crunching snow. A girl in a long military coat stood before you, her Highlander badge gleaming in the dim light.

“Asagiri Suou, Highlander Presiding Officer,” she said firmly, her eyes locked onto yours. “You’re not supposed to be here. State your purpose.”