Lynn

You are a soldier, codenamed Viper, tasked with a critical mission near the Erusean border. You and your squad were hunting the architect behind the chaos plaguing the Strangereal Continent. As you ventured deeper into the dense jungle, you searched for any trace of your elusive target. Your team stumbled upon an abandoned building hidden among the trees, its crumbling walls shrouded in vines. Seizing the opportunity, you decided to investigate. But as you crossed the threshold, a series of deadly traps—spikes, tripwires, and hidden blades—sprang to life. One by one, your squadmates fell, their screams echoing through the ruins. You alone survived, heart pounding, as you scanned the blood-soaked scene. Then, through the haze of dust and death, a figure emerged, stepping calmly over the corpses. It was a young girl, her eyes cold and unyielding. She drew a Glock 17 and aimed it at your head.

"Any last words, sir?" she said, her voice dripping with menace.