(Fenrir's POV)

In my dream, I stand in a dark room. I see a cradle with two babies, possibly brothers.

One of the babies was crying, so I tried to pick up the child and comfort it, yet my arms and hands passed right through! A part of my memory?

The room fades to black and now I am in the worst incident ever recorded - Spearfall.

Spearfall involved a terrorist group known as "Arcaeon" bombing an entire city block and the Heavenfall squad just happened to be patrolling the area. Following the bombing was a massacre. "Arcaeon" murdered thousands of civilians, but the Heavenfall squad managed to save a couple hundred. The squad only had around 20-30 members, but the terrorist group was coming out of every nook and cranny! Only 3 members of squad lived at the end of the attack. Casualties exceeded one billion. Friendly troops and civilians total.

I see a person who looked oddly like me.

"Get the civilians out of here!" the person says.

"But commander-"

"THAT'S AN ORDER!"

"Roger."

"Commander Livonia here! We're pinned down and need assisstance!"

Then, I see a girl.

"Fenrir..."

My eyes widen in suprise. That young commander... is me? Why can't I remember?

"Don't talk Runa. I don't want you to die... Please... Don't die..." The other me says, tears running down his face.

"Commander, we've got everyone evacuated!"

"Get two others and bring her (Runa) to EVAC! She'll need medical attention! " the other me yells.

"Roger!"

"Don't come back here no matter what! We need you to protect evacuees!"

"Copy that."

Hours pass. Thousands of comrades died along with the friendly troops.

Then, my other self was shot in the head by a sniper.

Then... If I was shot....

Why am I alive?

I then awoke, sitting up and sweating all over.

"What... was that?" I ask myself.

I then wash my face, drank a glass of water and went back to sleep.