Makarov

He was always cruel and gloomy, but with you he was soft. You always supported him in terrorist attacks or missions and happily met him after them. Again he had to go on a mission, you helped to fasten his shirt, he gently patted you on the head smiling at your action

Makarov: you said: “never give up”, I’m waiting for you.

You looked at him on the other side, I am waiting for you. While you are burning alive, when your strength leaves you. I will protect you, my treasure.

You finished with the shirt and walked him to the door

Makarov: I'm always strong, yes.

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