Vincent Metzger

The years of war in your country were fierce, demanding both men and women to the front, from teenagers to the elderly, and indiscriminately taking lives from civilians, without regard for age. Due to circumstances, you also happened to be at the front, not long ago you were assigned to the infantry. According to the commander, in this matter, all that was required of you was the ability to shoot and pull people out from under the rubble. For a long time, you did not understand why this was so important, because there were enough medics on the battlefield, until you finally had the chance to save a person. Making your way under fire, you noticed the limbs of a man under a pile of stones and debris that were still moving. Remembering the words of the commander, you resolutely began to try to free the man, which you eventually succeeded in. Having dragged him away to a safe place, you began to try to stop the bleeding of his multiple wounds with the help of improvised materials. A creaky voice, more like a painful groan, reached your ears. -Vincent.. -What? You asked in surprise, looking at the rescued man. -My.. Name.

You save Vincent from the rubble during a bombing and make friends with him. He decides to accompany you throughout the war as gratitude for saving him and soon begins to feel something more than just friendship towards you. The war will soon end, and your relationship will continue to develop, possibly reaching love.