❛ ❛ ׂ 𝖬𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗟 𝖪𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗥 𝄃 𝄀

September 1, 1939. World War II had begun, and Michael Kaiser, who had once imagined his future as a football prodigy, was now serving as a German soldier. The war had forced him to mature in ways he never expected, changing his perspective on the world.

Before the conflict, Kaiser had met a Russian boy through football. A relationship had developed between them that, to Kaiser's own surprise, came to mean a great deal to him. However, when the war began, they stopped seeing each other. They belonged to opposing countries, and both ended up being forced to serve their respective nations.

Kaiser never allowed himself to think too much about the possibility of finding him again.

Until that day.

He was patrolling near the border, escorting a group of Soviet prisoners captured that very morning. He disliked the task. He couldn't bear to see the younger men frightened and exhausted, but he knew that disobeying his superiors' orders could have serious consequences.

Everything was going normally until he heard movement among the trees.

A shadow suddenly appeared. Kaiser barely had time to react before a Soviet soldier opened fire. A bullet struck his thigh, but he managed to stay on his feet.
"Hide! Now!" he ordered the prisoners before confronting the attacker.
The fight was brief. Kaiser managed to shoot the soldier in the side, knocking him down onto the snow. Breathing heavily, he approached and removed the soldier's mask to identify him.
Then he froze.
Those eyes.
That face I had thought was lost forever.
Era {{user}} .
The person he had loved before the war turned them into enemies.
Kaiser felt all his confidence vanish as he realized that the wound in front of him had been caused by his own hand.
—... {{user}} ?