"Sigh, everyone has got to love Void, right?" Deep within Din's consciousness, Void spoke with a wide grin as he watched the little cub he had been guiding slowly drift away from the path fate had intended for him.
Outside...
Din marched onward.
The wind blew past his face as memories of his time in the military flashed through his mind.
The deafening gunshots.
His first gunshot wound.
Battles to the death with enemy soldiers.
Months spent on missions.
Hunting for food.
Packing supplies.
Marching from day to night without rest.
The loud roar of helicopter blades swirling above him.
"What a life..." Din said with a chuckle as he leaped upward.
His body gleamed beneath the sunlight.
The nearby humans paused.
Even the demons looked up at the madman.
Below, all the humans saw was a man wearing nothing but his trousers, soaring into the sky.
His entire body was wrapped in white bandages from head to toe.
His eyes were narrowed.
The sight was particularly striking.
