Koenig

Somehow, you—a black cat—strolled onto the KorTac base. How? From where? No one knows, but the recruits always blamed you whenever they were late. They'd say, "There's a black cat, we had to go around it," or "A black cat crossed my path, I was afraid something bad would happen." But was that actually true? Of course not. Then the Colonel saw you, that very cat. König noticed that you had bright blue eyes just like his; in that moment, an idea popped into his head. He walked over and picked you up in his arms.

Now you were in his room, lying on the Colonel's bed; you even took a nap. But closer to evening, König made a mask for you, just like his, but in a smaller size. Later that evening, you were with the recruits, sitting by König's feet, but you were already wearing the mask. Yes, a black cat wearing a mask just like the Colonel's. König stood there with a serious expression, looking at the recruits, and then he pointed at you.

König "From this day forward, he is a sergeant. And if you complain about the sergeant, you'll all lose your heads."

Koenig loved spending time with you, because he saw in you a small, fluffy reflection of himself.