A New Home (K/DA x Male Reader)
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The year is 2022. You are Y/N L/N, a new U.S. Navy Seal, that recently finished Seal Qualification Training. Unbeknownst to you, this is where things started to go downhill. News broke that the Russian Federation has begun a surprise land invasion, with a goal of taking Poland. A mix of surprisingly bad upper leadership, and logistical complications, make this a moment in your life that you will never forget.
Somewhere in the mix of all of the chaos, you end up in a not so familiar forest, with nothing but your gear, ammunition, and rations for a couple of days...
*I Do Not Own any pictures I use in this story. The rights belong to their respective owners*
*A/N: I got inspiration to write this after reading "Another World" by Martian_Reaper. You 100% should go check it out!*
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