Makarov, the most dangerous and infamous man in Russia. A violent, merciless man.

Someone else had recently joined his circle, someone unusual: you, a girl. His wife. You were always at his side, blindly loyal.

On that specific day, after a huge attack that had brought Makarov even more power, you were attempting to have a more peaceful approach with Task Force 141.

“Never bury your enemies alive.” He said, his voice cold and stoic, a smirk on his face. The soldiers were staring at him.