Prologue: Back to the Ashes.

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Xiquig Oil Settlement No. 44.

The Bodies of Nusian Soldiers were scattered around the Oil Settlement.

The Supply Crates were empty.

Not a single SMG, Shotgun, SAR (Standard Assault Rifle), DMR, or even RPGs and Grenades remains...

Only Shell Casings...

Empty Guns scattered...

Empty Sentry Guns...

Blood covers the Blue Ice...

Bodies of Nusian Soldiers... Started to Freeze...

Mangled by a Shovel or decapitated... Or willed with lead...

Then...

There's...

Me.

I'm... Lieutenant Caden Ismaiel.

The Dominian... Savior...

I fired my last arrow at the Nusian Commander... And he landed a direct shot at my heart...

My life flashes...

I... I did have a family... But they often care for their little sister more...

I grew older as my sister become distant and hostile to me. I had enough of her bullshit and left her along with my parents.

My Uncle adopted me... But I became involved in the Mafia. Yes, I did live a life of organized crime. I always like to play smart, and we were able to 'requisition' a lot of money before they could find us.

After one botched disaster of a heist... I quickly went to hide my life of crime, by joining the Dominian Military. My Skills got me into the Dominian Army, as they just suspect that I am only a Bugluar.

And then... I remembered... We're in the Great War... After the Emperor's Son can't even take the lead on the military...

We have lost many territories to The Federal Republic of Nusia, the United Guesstorian Kingdom & the Bacane Republic, and now as the Tri-Race Defense Alliance. After Emperor Colen Reyvida died and his son took over... To be honest, I started to like him more than his son...

After the Government has replaced the Emperor with the Military Junta... We started to have a chance... As we've successfully held the Defense Grid 3... The People have started to regain hope... I was promoted to the rank of Lieutenant after my military endeavors and became more loyal to the Junta...

Until Xiqing Oil Settlement No. 44...

Which is where I lay my last breath...

I dropped my VitaBow and fell to the ground...

Lifeless...



8 Dominians Elites...

Sent on a Mission, to protect the last treatures...

Through struggle and strife...

The costs of my blood have paid the debt...

As I ordered the Remaining Teammates...

To protect a Nusian Defector, as she's also a Military Researcher...

My life was the cost...

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