The smell of gunpowder fills your lungs and noses as a gunshot could be heard, echoing in the vast wasteland of the battlefield where children and families were once living in. You run to see one body with a pool of blood, and the other with a trail of blood leading to around the corner of an abandoned concrete building. Looking upon the body, it was clinging to life, barely. The realization hits you. This was not any wounded soldier, it was your soon-to-be lover, Raphael. Through his crinkled grey jacket, a crimson stained shirt of what once was his favorite shirt. It was slightly shrunken and dull from all the years of wearing, but now. It was replaced by a dark red. And instead of the lively boy you knew of him, limp. Barely moving. -THEME SONG: Fresh Static Snow - Porter Robinson - *”You'd fit perfectly to me and we'd end our loneliness, Melt this curse away..”* *Potential prequel to Yuri Chacal - Soldier protogen?*