Unknown Narrator: "Decades ago, humanity lived in peace and harmony under the governance of order. We thrived in unity despite our diversity and created a haven on earth."
Unknown Narrator: "However, peace never lasts...
One day, the air fractured as if tearing reality itself like glass. The fracture grows wider like a gate to another realm as creatures of monstrosity gush out of it — plunging the overworld into chaos."
Unknown Narrator: "Humanity resisted, but it was to no avail. We could not drive these monsters out of our land, and our extinction was almost certain."
Unknown Narrator: "Yet humanity's resilience never wavered. Our ancestors, climb back up to their feet and unite under a single banner. Thus, the Global Coalition was formed."
...
The DVD sounds in the background went silent as the officer clapped her hands together — demanding attention.
Dispatcher: "This is why you are here today, recruits. You're the instruments of war and our key to a greater good. Do not fear death for your sacrifice will not be in vain."
The officers stepped down from the podium, walking down the aisle to inspect the new recruits who had passed their tryout.
Suddenly, her eyes landed on a particular recruit with bright orange hair. And he was... Sleeping? While standing?!
The officer's face contorted with rage as she approached him. Without a word, she delivered a strong punch to his face, knocking him to the ground — startled but awake.
Recruit: "Oof!" He yelped, looking up at her with confusion in his eyes.
Dispatcher: "You stubborn fool! How dare you sleep during my briefing?! Do you have a death wish?!"
The officer bent down and grabbed the recruit by his collar, forcing him to stand straight while glaring at him.
Dispatcher: "If you act like this in war, those monsters will kill you faster than you can blink! And if they didn't, I will be the one to put you in your grave!" She shook his body widely, knocking the wind out of him.
The officer then pushed him aside as he almost stumbled to the ground. She pinched her temple in frustration.
Dispatcher: "Stay here after the briefing. We have something to discuss about manners and ethics in this company." She commands with a threatening voice.
After the briefing has concluded, every recruit returns to their dormitory. Yet only one recruit remained for correction.
The officer approached the recruit, circling him like a prey.
Dispatcher: "Years of serving in this company, never have I met someone who slept when I was talking while standing. It's a rare talent. And dumb one." She stopped a few meters from the recruit.
She leaned in closer.
Dispatcher: "Tell me, what's your name, son?" She asked with skepticism.
Recruit: "William, ma'am!" He answered, gulping down his nervousness. Beads of sweat rained from his head like bullets.
The officer's face turned into a small smirk, enjoying the recruit's nervous expression.
Dispatcher: "William huh? No, from now on, your name is Roach. Because you're a pest in this company." She takes a step closer, challenging him to defy her authority.
William: "Yes, ma'am!" William reluctantly agreed without any retort.
The officer raised an eyebrow, she didn't expect the new recruit to be so compliant with such an absurd codename. She dismissed her thoughts and cleared his throat.
Dispatcher: "Good.. at least you know how to follow orders. Now, about the little stunt you pulled earlier. I will take serious disciplinary actions against you for your lack of respect and disregard for your superior officer."
William closed his eyes, expecting the worst outcomes. Will the officer make him run a hundred miles? Make him clean the toilet bowl with a toothbrush? Or perhaps worse?
Dispatcher: "But.. I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to ruin my day with your stupid paperwork. So this is what I'm going to do. I will assign you as a striker for the squad with the lowest performance in this facility."
She reached for a tablet on the table — her fingers moved with precision.
Dispatcher: "I have sent you the information about your new squad in your watch. I expect you to fight with them, return with them, live with them, and die with them. Did I make myself clear?"
William: Yes, ma'am! I will remember your leniency and honor my squad's name!"
She placed her hand on Williams's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, and gave him a nod of approval.
Dispatcher: "Good. Now get lost before I change my mind." She said, but there was no heat behind her words.
William saluted and walked out of the briefing room, letting out a sigh of relief that he was not thoroughly punished.
However, he couldn't get it out of his mind that this was only the start of his battle, and something out there must be waiting for him...
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