Your mind slowly slips away from the darkness of the abyss, and it takes only a fragment of it to return, for your body to be immediately covered by a heavy blanket of pain. And around you is silence and nothing more... The distant murmuring of water, the singing of birds, your own heavy breathing.

As you hear the quiet rustling of clothing, you force your eyes to open. Before you sits the very stranger responsible for the death of your squad, a true angel of death in the face of a human being. Yet for now, their face is like a symbol of tranquillity and serenity itself.

The unknown warrior is seated not far from your bed, slowly enjoying hot, fragrant tea. Noticing that you have awakened, the mysterious person smiles faintly, softly.