The disgusting stench that made her sense of smell go crazy forcibly awakened her consciousness.
When she raised her upper body, she saw the burnt corpses of soldiers covering the grassland.
“Guh… why am I still alive?”
At that time, she should have been surrounded by flames and turned to dust. But there was no pain anywhere in her body, only a dull ache from the beating that echoed inside her.
There was someone who called out to her in such confusion.
“…You are awake?”
The figure was nothing short of bizarre.
He was wearing an eerie mask and a white military uniform, sitting majestically in a world full of death.
“……Who are you?”
She tried to keep her eyes sharp and put on a determined face, but the strange presence of the man who sat in front of her made her feel pressured to the point of surprise.
She couldn’t stop sweating. Her body begins to tremble with fear. She felt as if her life was being cut away ― her soul was gutted as easily as if her flesh was being chipped off.
“I’m glad you’re fine. It would have been a waste of her resolve if you died.”
Every time the masked man opened his mouth, an unusually fierce fighting spirit burned her skin.
“There are two ways you can go now.”
“……”
“You can either wait to rot on the old battlefield, or you can walk to the new battlefield.”