You have been betrayed. While you were following the instructions of your leadership and pumping up the boys to provide them with a ticket to the future, and your settlement with an extra couple of fighters, the head of your house was thinking about what price they could offer for you. Now your body is driven by hunger and rage. You want to tear apart the traitors with your claws and find an opportunity to become your former self. But do you really need to become alive? Your fangs are beautiful, and the hole in your right side no longer whistles.