No POV
We open to see the middle of a ocean as a blue crack in reality appeared as a yacht came out of it.
The yacht began to sail as the aforementioned crack sealed up. Inside the yacht lies Y/N, a cyborg with synthetic skin. His right shoulder has a "tattoo" of a black circle with red outlines and a red spade in the center.(You can look like whatever you want, just know you somewhat of a muscular build due to the cyborg body)
Y/N POV
Ah what a beautiful day to start off retirement. Hehe, I didn't think that the Spade Corporation would even do this for just one soldier. They even gave me a younger body (like 18 to early 20's age).
Y/N: *sigh* All the bloodshed has finally paid off.. Welp, *gets off my seat* might as well have one last conversation with an old friend.
I walked away from my seat and towards the deck to see my old comrade, J4kl-069 (Jackal), steering the ship.
Y/N: How ya doing buddy?
J4kl: I'm functioning well, why do you ask?
Y/N: Well, we're almost about to hit shore and this will be the last time we'll see each other.
J4kl: Ah yes, your retirement. You get to relax and live a life you never had.
Y/N: Won't ya miss me?