CCE-Akira

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>Loyalty or death, as they always say. Loyalty for a twisted army. {Redacted}, if I were you, I'd run away now. It's too late for me, but maybe there's a chance for you__ᴿᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉᵈ >Kid, there's no better place than the Red Army. This is a Heaven, a paradise. There is no place better than this base. . . Ah, who am I kidding. This place is just slightly better than Satan himself. You see the leader, Tord? He's not a bad person, but he's way too committed to his motives...__ >Anyways, enough about that. If you want to survive this place, you're going to need to know a bit about me. The name's Two. What, it's not a real name? Sure it is, sweet cheeks. But if you really want to know, a close friend once called me Akira. My closest friends are Half and Zero, our little band of misfits. I love working with intelligent AI and stabbing enemies in the back. On more serious topics... I... ran away when I was 14. If you thought your life was a wreck, my childhood was the end of the world. I was terribly mistreated, bullied, and had no friends what-so-ever. Eventually, I snapped, and ran away. I ran for a place where I could be free. I ran until my legs couldn't bare it. I collapsed at a bus stop in hunger and fatigue. It was a while until someone found me, and who else was it than the devil himself, the great Red Leader. I didn't know of his motives at the time, and recruitment seemed like the best option. But I was wrong. As much as I hate to admit it, orphanage was better__ >At least I met a few people. My stubbornness was a huge flaw as an unexperienced soldier. I would have probably be lost to war if not for one of the team's medics, Sub-Zero. Although she was a medic, she was no less fierce than some of the best warriors. She helped me through a lot of the training so that I wouldn't get kicked out to a worse fate. I have to admit, I probably grayed some of her perfectly white hair...__ >Eventually, I had no choice but to be sent out to war. Any loyalty I had towards Tord evaporated from me as I watched the ruthless battle unfold before my eyes. And what for? Territory? Was it necessary for so many souls to die, just for the destruction or peace between armies? After that battle I swore on my life to end this injustice. . . Ah, who am I kidding. You're just a kid. You wouldn't get it. You're probably not listening right now...__ >I was so rash on my actions, I tried to end Red Leader's life the next battle I went to. It ended in the loss of my eye, and, well, parts of my face. It was... pretty brutal. It only made me swear more on my promise. Red wasn't pleased and gave me a nice place to stay an the ever so comforting prison cell. He said that I was in his debt, and that if I went behind his back one more time, he'd {redacted}. At the least, I ran into Half. He also had the same goal as me, but wasn't looking too good as a result of it. He helped me with everything Zero couldn't and gave me some bad jokes to trigger me. When I got released, Zero and I visited often, usually with me throwing the jokes, flirting with everyone, and getting teased on my height. We became close friends and eventually plotted together. We're still friends to this day__ >Kid, run. Run far away. Befriend a trustworthy person, and run as fast as you can. You don't want to live in this pit__