Prologue: I Tried, Brother

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‼️TW: Violence‼️

Rhine struggled to get behind a building, holding his bleeding side. Why TR would ever send him out into battle was beyond him, but that wasn't what mattered right now. What mattered was that he needed to get out of the line of fire before-

“Ach!” Rhine fell to the ground as a soldier shoved past him. He looked towards the soldier before a stick landed on his chest.

“Was-?” Rhine mumbled before it exploded in a burst of blindingly bright white light.

Gottverdammt a flashbang. Rhine thought as he rolled over and blinked furiously, trying to get rid of the temporary blindness faster.

He didn't hear the crunching of gravel/rubble under boots fleeing quickly away. He didn't hear the explosion against cement. And he certainly didn't hear the cracking of cement as a ruined building started to topple.

“Ich schwöre bei Gott, ich werde- ACH!” Rhine grumbled before a flat piece of rubble hit his chest. He could feel and hear his ribs cracking as the weight of the rubble settled.

As his vision cleared slowly, he saw more rubble, well the contrast of light concrete against the dark gray sky, fall.

But he blacked out before the rubble fell, one thought running through his mind: I'm sorry, Bruder…

Translations:

Was = What
Gottverdammt = Goddamn
Ich schwöre bei Gott, ich werde = I swear to God, I will
Bruder = Brother

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