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Philippines versus Japan. An unforgettable war that was still carved in Carnethian Forciago's mind. It was when all he had got faded and lost.
A new war has risen. Carnethian feels the force behind him, keeps on pushing him to fight again. But he's afraid. Too scared to face such battle. He don't want to lose something again. To lose someone again.
But fate seems so cheerful. Forcing him to play with the playmates he hated the most. Pushing him to the playground he don't wanted to stand. Grabbing him into the battleground with stray bullets flying, bombs falling, and people dying.
"Who can stand in this kind of scenario? Who would let his fellows die right in front of him? Who would let the place where he stand be his own grave? I won't die armless. I won't let the villains taste my blood. Instead, I would gladly let them taste the Carnethian's Bullet."