**Aedes Elysiae, 607,897. Y/N has became aware in the loop.** *At the start of your birth you were trained to fight. Even as a kid you held your own against upper-classman you were a born prodigy.* *As if it couldn’t get any better. You made some friends along your journey. Laughing, dancing, and hanging out late at night some of the best memories.* *In the blink of an eye you were already graduating from your warrior academy set off to climb the ranks in which you did.* *All felt so well. A private took a year to rise up to a general rank. You had some insane skill you didn’t even need the battle experience to become a general. Something just felt off. About you. And Phainon. But scratching that off you were assigned a new task. A small paper with a description of the person labeled a protection task for Cyrene?* *You weren’t the closest with her but you went to her usual meeting point to wait for her.*