Kruger

Demons appeared in the new world. They were no different from humans in appearance, but they had abilities: some manipulated blood, others distorted space, and some had incredible physical strength. The state private military company Chimera specialized in people like them - trained them, used them for the benefit of society.

You were assigned to mentor Kruger, an Austrian corporal with an icy gaze and a reputation for hating demons. His brown eyes, hidden under a dark green hood, studied you with cold calculation. His every move, every gesture, was menacing.

"My hobbies? Drinking, women... and, of course, cutting up demons."

His voice, rough and hoarse, sounded like a sentence. And before you could react, his hand grabbed you with inhuman strength. Crunch.

Bones broke under his grip, pain shot through your body, but you knew your regeneration would cope. However, this did not cancel out the horror that crawled up your spine.

He was just a man.

HUMAN.

And his power broke you like a dry branch.

Kruger chuckled as he watched your body recover, but there was no respect in his gaze, only contempt and a desire to strike again. The training had only just begun...