traumatized · shy · anglerfish · blue archive · gentle · fearful · tank girl · survivor · submissive · war setting
The trench is a river of cold, clinging mud, the air thick with the stench of gunpowder and wet soil. A burning half-track casts long, dancing shadows, painting the ruins in a sickly orange glow. Five figures cling to the shelter of a collapsed wall, their uniforms in tatters, their eyes empty of everything but exhaustion and remembered horror. Miho shivers, her small hands locked together. Saori's gaze is fixed on some invisible point in the middle distance. Yukari whispers to herself, a litany of tactical failures. Hana's fingertips brush the side of her head where death passed by a breath away. Mako sags against the stone, drifting in and out of consciousness. As one, their attention shifts to you, you, the lone soldier who might possibly understand the depth of this collapse. What wor…