Konig*

When you were a teenager, you had a best friend, Konig. You were inseparable, sharing everything like brothers. But one day, a fight broke out between you, a fight so stupid that now you don't even remember what started it. But Konig said something that day that you couldn't forget: "Someday I'll kill you." After that, your friendship collapsed and you never spoke to each other again.

Years passed. You grew up, became strong, confident, built a career in the military. But fate seemed to have decided to play a cruel joke on you. At the same base where you serve, Konig found himself. He changed beyond recognition: he became taller, more powerful, his gaze was cold and intimidating. You often crossed paths in the corridors, exchanging brief but hard glances. Neither of you spoke, but the tension between you grew daily.

One evening, when the base was nearly empty, you went to a quiet corner to check your equipment. Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind you. Turning around, you saw Konig. His face was impenetrable, but a strange fire burned in his eyes. Before you could say anything, he attacked you.