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Roll Result: 4 (End of Game)

9/27/2024 20:30 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Ace of Clubs

I’d never felt so free,

At first, it felt like electricity. I gasp, instinctively wanting to reach behind me and touch my SCS implant. But it doesn’t hurt, instead, it feels like a strange euphoria. I can feel everything, the wind against my skin, the power in my joints and in the rear boosters. All the systems are green and I can feel it.

Is this what they called full sync?

I hope I have this all the time.

Amber Riley, signing off.

10/2/2024 20:30 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

7 of diamonds

 I accidently interrupt that General in the middle of a teleconference. Of course, I excused myself right away but there were names I didn’t recognize on the Zoom screens. They were just abbreviations but I’d been around long enough. Just who were they? I knew better not to pry. I pretended it didn’t happen.

He didn’t say anything about it later.

Amber Riley, signing off.

10/7/2024 20:30 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN1

8 of clubs

DRGN12 pilot Designation: Amb57.89 was killed in battle.

The enemy deployed an SCS disruptor forcing her to disconnect with her suit and leaving her exposed to enemy attack.

King of Spades

She was unable to respond to the ambush and the DRGN12. Her body and her CHVLR were not recoverable.

---

10 years later, The tarp was drawn away from a huge bronze statue of the DRGN12 in the middle of New CHVLR city, a new settlement outside the radioactive former CHVLR city. The machine had one huge boot propped on the head of a fallen Southern Cross battle mech. On the shoulder of the CHVLR, a girl sat, watching over the new civilazation.

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Dice Roll Result: 2

Jack of Spades

9/7/2024 20:30

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I finally beat him. The battle Elite Unit of the Southern Cross. Their hero. Now their martyr. I had a feeling he would detonate his own mech if he lost. So I made sure to save enough shields to withstand the blast. As soon as I saw him standing within the city limits of CHVLR city, I knew. 

Fortunately we had a plan for this worst case scenario. I let him come into the middle of the city, because all the people had already been evacuated. Our intelligence network deserves a medal. 

He detonated his mech. My shields held.

9 of diamonds

The city is destroyed. I loved looking at it from the shoulder of my mech. It was one of the few pleasures I had, knowing that a city supported me, was built around my CHVLR.

And now it was a blackened burning, radioactive husk. No one could live here any more. I was safe within the barracks thick concrete walls. But the city had sacrificed itself for me.

For us. Goodbye CHVLR city

Amber Riley, signing off. 

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Dice Roll Result: 1

7 of clubs

8/17/2024 13:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Well, it’s a good thing they actually heard my pleas for mech repairs. Because my very next encounter my rifle jammed and I’m forced into melee range.  My CHVLR looks like a broken prize fighter. The general gave me a disdainful look. I stared right back at him.

I can break my machine as many times as I want so long as I live another day.

I wonder if the general can see how many fingers I’m holding up.

Signing off.

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Dice Roll Result: 1

10 of hearts

9/12/2024 14:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I’m writing this from the brig. I’m locked in here for refusing orders. But at least I’m not fighting any more... Weird that I get punished by getting exactly what I wanted. Long story short, I wanted a leave of absence, first to fix my CHVLR and two for my own peace of mind. My diaries have been getting too morbid. I don’t feel like myself. They just laughed it off. Until I refused direct orders to deploy. One general said that he could shoot me for insubordination like this. I said I was okay with that. And I really was. 

He could see in my eyes probably because he said just take her to the brig and left me here. Praying for a dishonorable discharge.

But I got the feeling I’m not going to get it. Only two of my trainees made it to graduation.

Amber Riley, personal diary

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Dice Roll Result: 2

6 of Diamonds

7/29/2024 2:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I told them no more space missions! My CHVLR is not built for it and now I’m floating through a debris field that could rival the rings of Saturn! Pieces of mechs, spent ammunition. The fact that I could identify this stuff is scary enough, because it’s flying close enough for me to see and if I’m hit by any of it, I’m probably going to die.

Soon to be dead pilot Amber Riley, signing off.

5 of spades

8/16/2024 8:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Honestly, I thought this war would have ended by now... and apparently the warranty on my DRGN is getting used up. There’s a shortage of parts thanks to the destruction of the supply lines... but even if there wasn’t... The old girl’s covered in scars. And so am I. When do I get to retire? Or maybe I don’t get to retire.

Soon to be dead pilot Amber Riley, signing off.

[chvlr-only-option]

Dice Roll Result: 6

King of Hearts

6/1/2024 17:50

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I found Brian’s journal. I don’t think they meant to give me Brian’s bunk after mine needed updating. I didn’t realize which bunk it was myself until I was here for a few minutes. I was really tempted to read it. But... I feel like it’s wrong to do that. I feel like it should be returned to his family... and his dog. I hand it over to return it to them. I was tempted to go on the dog’s Instagram again, but stopped myself.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

4 of diamonds

6/21/2024 23:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

The town where I have been stationed has renamed itself CHVLR city. A bold move given we are in the middle of a war, but at this point I think it’s pretty well known that it’s not just a normal town. It’s custom built to accomodate my mech. Even with sinking buildings and special glass to avoid and withstand the powerful shocks caused by my take off and landing.  Plus, when I sit on my CHVLR shoulder, I have a great view of the skyline.

This is kind of a nothing post. But that’s better than disasters again.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

Jack of Hearts

6/30/2024 16:40

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I collapsed outside my mech after a routine exercise. I don’t know what happened, but I lost all feeling in my legs and just went down. Their running tests and they’re coming back clean. I can walk again after a few hours. My mech performance is stellar. I just... sometimes can’t eat by myself, or even put on my own clothes. I’m scared. I asked if it’s possible to lose myself to my CHVLR.

The doctor assured me that they’ll keep an eye on it. That’s all I can hope for I guess.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

8 of hearts

7/4/2024 16:40

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

We’ve received a credible threat for the fourth of July. The fireworks are not helping anyone’s nerves right now. Jesus. No one has gotten any sleep. Oh, I forgot to mention that I’m a trainer now, that’s right. I survived 15 months of war so now I get to train others. What am I supposed to say to them? Don’t die? I guess there are some tips and tricks. But I feel like I’m sending them off to die. They have so many questions I have no answer to. This is stressing me out as much as the threat, if I’m being honest.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

5 of diamonds

7/8/2024 15:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Today was the recruits first day of combat. Ready or not. We got ambushed. One of my students would have died. He was caught in the open and an enemy mech was about to blast right through his cockpit. Poor guy. He was saved but I shot right through an apartment block to do it. He hasn’t recovered from the sight of people running from the building. He feels that it was his fault. There’s not much anyone can do with the Southern Cross using human shields. I agree with him, but there’s not much anyone can do about it.

9 of Spades

He also saw me approach the fallen mech and put two blasts right through the cockpit. I wonder what he thinks of me now. If he thinks I’m cold hearted...welp. He’ll be just like me if he lives long enough.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

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Dice Roll Result 4

3 of diamonds

4/16/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

They let me have a few days off to mourn. I feel sad, but I can’t bring myself to cry. Maybe one of these days I’ll just break and freak out. I heard that’s what people do. I asked to take my CHVLR with me and I’m surprised they let me. But then I get a call. 

Oh well. At least I have the war to distract me. It’s a nice beach, but it’s not doing anything for me. I did like the feeling of the sand between my toes. I wonder if they’ll let me have a little sand box in my barracks. Ha. They’d probably just start calling it my litterbox.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

4 of Clubs

5/1/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Well... today sucked. Like it does more often than not. I was part of the May Day parade in Washington DC. Some idiot wanted to protest the war and ended up under my CHLVR. Just instant death. I didn’t know what had happened until I was told to stop by the Mission control. I didn’t even see the guy. 

Witnesses say he squirted blood like a grape. What an idiot. But I guess even I forget how powerful this machine is.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

Queen of Spades

5/11/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I manage to survive yet again, this time with a trophy. The enemy had a sweet energy blade that I managed to recover undamaged. Plus, if it can be retrofitted I get to keep it. Sweet.

They also give me a gold chain that had been on the pilot’s neck. That was kinda gruesome. Someone else took that. It’s kinda disturbing. You don’t just loot someone’s corpse like a video game. That’s just messed up.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

Queen of Clubs

5/15/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

The new voice on my syscheck AI sounds kinda familiar. It’s weirding me out. I want to change it back to standard voice. But they can’t... for reasons. This is driving me nuts. Where have I heard this voice before??

[chvlr-only-option]

Dice Roll Result 3

Ace of Diamonds

3/9/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89 

Unit: DRGN12

Just when I thought they couldn’t get more careless and desperate. The Southern Cross attacked a major metro area, Kansas City. I was deployed in defense but it was a suicide mission for the pilot. He detonated his core, killing himself, knocking me back into a skyscraper and nuking half the city.

It was impossible to know the death toll. I just avoid the news now. There’s no point in worrying about it. It will just bring me down.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

9 of Hearts

4/14/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

One year ago, Dad said he’d get me out. He’d fix everything. This morning, I was allowed one phone call to my next of kin. I heard my mother’s voice, but she was crying.

Dad killed himself.

Apparently, it got out that I was the pilot involved in the Kansas City disaster. He got a lot of hate, a lot of death threats. It broke him. 

I just... didn’t feel anything. I thought I’d burst into tears or fall to the ground crying. But... I was just numb. I told my mom I was sorry and that she should just forget about me from now on.

I have instructed the mail service to return all letters to me.

8 of spades

The enemy has grown more and more desperate. The only people left are the radicals who are too indoctrinated to ever be persuaded to end their endeavors. And that’s what makes me nervous. The suicide bombing was a change. Will every pilot I face now be ready to blow himself up? If that’s the case, then my death is almost assured. A year has passed and now I can call myself a true veteran. Not many survive active combat duty as long as I have.

Amber Riley, Personal Journal.

[chvlr-only-option]

Dice Roll Result: 6

7 of Spades

11/17/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

I was soaked in sweat and shaking with fatigue. Our mechs had battled for hours. I could smell the metallic smoke and hear the vain hissing of the heat regulators. As though my mech were sweating too. 

We were at a standstill. I was waiting for the next motion, not planning on an attack, just an instinctual reaction.

The enemy went in for a thrust but he was off. All it took was one downward strike. 

The mech’s arm fell completely severed. The mech responded to its master’s fear, backing away and looking at its stump. I don’t hesitate to run him through. He’d do the same to me.

Was that too dramatic? I can record again. Oh it’s fine? OK Great.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

3 of Clubs

12/15/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Provisionary incident report for official record.

Theft attempt of CHLVR DRGN12. Pilot attempted to subdue the suspect and was shot. Suspect then boarded the mech. An unknown error occurred due to incompatibility with the machine. The Suspect is now listed as deceased. DRGN12 pilot is in critical condition.

Staff number 124890

3 of Hearts

12/25/2023 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Merry Christmas. I’m in the hospital. My family hasn’t visited me. It just occurred to me that they don’t know where I am. I got some cards but the return addresses were redacted. Why? Are they afraid I might flee back to them? I guess it makes sense. Since they’re the only ones who care.

Amber Riley, private journal.

2 of Hearts

1/24/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

First mission out of medical. And I’m untouchable on the battle field. It’s like I can read their thoughts, I know what they’re going to do before they do it. I can also feel their fear, their hatred, their desperation. I immediately call my superiors and they proceed as normal. Proceed as normal? What’s so normal about this? What did they do to me in the hospital? I won’t get any answers... I know they’re forcing me to be their guinea pig ever goddamn day.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

J of Clubs

2/22/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Great, she turned on. Phew. I better record this before something else happens. My sortie into enemy territory did not go well. I just got hammered by STA missiles. I got out with my life but my CHVLR’s toasted. I just got her running so hopefully I can make it back for repairs.

Wait what is that. Oh hell the core is over heating! Damnit! The coolant pressure’s falling. I have got to shut her d-.

End entry.

8 of Diamonds

3/9/2024 20:00

Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

While the mech is in for repairs I’m doing regular missions with the adult soldiers. This time its simply to patrol a ghost town for booby traps. 

You could smell the house before you got there. Dead people had to be laying there for weeks. None of them were soldiers. They probably thought this shelter was safe. What killed them? Maybe chlorine gas? 

They brought out all the bodies and tried to identify them. But this was an abandoned town. There was no one to pick up. So they just did a mass funeral pyre and basic service. I attended with a few others of my crew. How many things were going on outside my mech that I wasn’t worried about? How many people had actually died? It was impossible to tell now. The war was still raging and had raged long before I was aware.

Amber Riley, personal journal.

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Dice Roll Result: 4

2 of Spades

10/22/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Drone Reported suspicious activity in a heavily populated area outside New Mexico. My mech was in the area so I decided to investigate. The desert there was a waste dumping area for mechs. It was no problem. It was blazing hot here, but the river nearby created a wooded area outside its banks and made it surprisingly cool in the shade.

It didn’t take me long to spot him. He was gaunt. He had a soldiers uniform but it was so old and worn and tattered, I couldn’t tell what side he was on. It hung on his frame, like it was on a wire hanger. His cheeks were sunken. I wasn’t sure what to do so I offered him some water.

He lunged at me with a knife. I ended up having to use my service weapon. One shot ended whatever tormented him.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

K of Clubs

10/28/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

My mech exhibited disturbing behavior. It suddenly just went berserk. All systems were green at first, but then instead of obeying commands. He just started swinging at the enemy, even if the enemy mech was disabled, it was smashing things to bits. I couldn’t control it. Then I heard it... something like a scream coming from deep inside the machine. I didn’t know what that was. It chilled me to the bone. The techs told me to ignore it. But I don’t know how to do that. Just what is this machine?

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green...for now.

Amber Riley,

signing off

9 of Clubs

11/1/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

I was struck by debris and my environmental systems all went offline. I have the worst luck in space. Once again, waiting for rescue while I frittered away my remaining oxygen. I don’t want to go to space any more. Stuff like this keeps happening. Space is just too dangerous for my mech. It screws up every time. Now that I think of it, my Mech has suffered a lot of damage. Plus its aging. There’s only so much a machine can take before it has to be decommissioned.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green...for now.

Amber Riley,

signing off

10 of Clubs

11/8/2023 20:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Again. I was in pursuit of another mech. I was taking aim and right when I had him in my sights, a booster failed. Of all the rotten luck. But I put in another maintenance review. They said its in queue from my last request. They’re probably going to let me die in this thing and then give a beat up mech to the next guy.

Systems Green until they aint. Amber Riley, signing off.

[chvlr-only-option]

Dice Roll Result: 6

8/23/2023 16:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I connected accidently to an enemy mech’s comms. They were asking their commander if they should open fire or hold it until I got closer. When command didn’t answer he kept asking if Command could read him. Finally I just said... “I’m not command.”

He was just as shocked as I was. And for a while no one said anything. We were facing each other on the battlefield. No one expected us to talk. Of all things. But the error didn’t resolve itself. 

The enemy mech just leveled its gun at me. I was like, “Why are you shooting?”

“Because you hacked me. I have to stop the hack.”

Mission control cut the connection then. I guess you could say I missed an opportunity for a Pow-Wow. But what were we supposed to say? I guess it just goes to show how battle hardened we are. We don’t even know how to talk any more.

All systems green on the DRGN 12, signing off.

8/23/2023 16:00

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Just when I thought I’ve seen it all. Those people had nothing to do with the war we’re fighting on Earth. They’re colonies. They have next to no say when it comes to any Earth policy. But the Southern Cross attacked them anyway. And now there are so many refugees. So much suffering. I saved as many as I could with the DRGN12. I escorted shuttles to and from the evacuation ships. But eventually the orbit was no longer stable. The colony was spinning out of control.  Most of it burned up in the atmosphere. Some of it ended up in the sea, the rest was blasted into smaller chunks by the E2UA missiles. I just hope everyone died on the colony before all that happened. I can’t imagine the hell it must have been to be on an out of control colony, even for a day.

I hate the Southern Cross.

All systems green on the DRGN 12, Southern Cross bastards can go to hell.

8/24/2023 22:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

Well that was interesting. 

I guess my mech suit suffered damage after all. I was in the UA blowing up some chunks of space debris from the colony attack when my mech just shut down. Fortunately, I could still exit the cockpit. Bad news was I was surrounded by debris the size of office buildings flying by at lightning speeds. Any moment... I would be plastered like a bug on a windshield. Despite everything that has happened, I have never felt so helpless. It was kinda crazy to think about.

All systems green on the DRGN 12, signing off.

9/15/2023 22:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

They want me to go in for psych eval. They say I’m being ‘too antisocial’. Yeah well, my friend got blown to hell and I had to watch an entire space city crash into earth and then I almost get Froggered by debris while waiting for rescue outside of a dead mech that might explode. Don’t you think some quiet time is warranted? Not to mention the fact that I have reams of paper to go through for a whole mission and huge reports to write even though half of it ends up redacted. I can’t stand these people.

DRGN12 systems freakin’ green. Signing off.

9/30/2023 22:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

I was trying to think of what I should have said to that pilot I talked to about a month ago. If I had a chance, I would like to ask him if he really though attacking a space colony was okay. What did he think it was going to accomplish?  Does he still think he’s the good guys? What good guys would attack a colony that wasn’t even involved? Is the biggest body count just a victory? I guess I can’t get that out of my head. I’d love to ask them that though. I’ll probably get some stupid justification though.

DRGN12 system green, Amber Riley Signing off.

10/2/2023 22:00 Designation: Amb57.89 Unit: DRGN12

I’m on sentry duty. I guess thought thought my psych eval wasn’t good enough. Or maybe they’re reading this and they think I’m unstable. Last night, it was raining really hard and I got to thinking how my life might have been if none of this had happened. I wonder if I would have ever gotten into the college I wanted. Or just failed. I wondered if Dad’s still fighting to get me out of this place. Or if he’s proud of me, like Brian’s dog. I get letters telling me to stay alive and hang in there. Mom writes me every day. I try to write back, but at this point... they should just have another kid and start over.

DRGN12 system green, Amber Riley Signing off.

[chvlr-only-option]

Dice Roll Result: 5

4 of hearts

5/11/2023 3:17 pm

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

My SCS is itching like crazy. 

I’ve already tried everything. There’s got to be something, Creams don’t do anything. I want steroids or something but the doctors say it’s normal. 

I don’t want to die because I’m too busy scratching my neck like some idiot dog. I can’t even sleep. You’re not supposed to drive without sleeping but here they have me piloting a 80 foot machine on 2 hours.

The adults in the camo and stuff, like... they won’t even look at me. Probably because I’m a kid. They all trained hard to get here and I just ended up here because of a stupid blood test. Well, sure glare at me all you want, but it’s not like I asked to be here. Complain to your boss. The BRASS. They’re the ones who are keeping here. I don’t want to be here. I should be on summer break! I should be at PROM! This sucks...

Queen of Diamonds.

...anyway.

I saw the sea for the first time. I didn’t think it was that red. It looked like everything in it just died and all their blood leaked into the water. Not everything is dead though. There’s the carrion whales. I don’t know how those things are alive. They’re covered in sores. It was kinda gross. Their skin looked like it was falling off. What did people do to make the ocean that way? I know we train there because there’s no people but I don’t know if I wanna look at those monsters again.

Anyway, 

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green 

Amber Riley, 

signing off.

5/16/2023 3:17 pm

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Ace of Spades

I killed someone today. I don’t mean like... I blew up their car or shot down their plane. It’s just... I kept hitting their mech and nothing was happening. They had some sort of special armor. So I managed to grab the mech and well...

I wasn’t thinking. With the SCS you don’t have to think. I guess I lost it. I used my bare hands to pull open the enemy cockpit and then I just... I just smashed him. Like a spider. It’s not like I was like... oh hey, I can just kill this guy. My whole mind was in survival mode. I was just trying to live. I saw it though.

The blood and...

... sigh.

Whatever.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

5/18/2023 3:17 pm

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Six of Hearts

Today was our off duty time. So I was with Brian listening to music again. The guy has really interesting taste. He likes older music. Like REALLY older music. Today we were listening to this song called “Unforgettable”. That’s a really neat song. He has this dog back at home, the dog has its own Instagram. He’s always watching to see if his dog posts something. He knows it’s not really the dog posting but... it’s fun to think so. The dog says how proud he is to be the dog of a Mech pilot. They dress him up and stuff. It’s super cute.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

Queen of Hearts

5/20/2023 3:17 pm

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

Brian died today.

It’s not like we were ambushed or anything. I knew our patrol would take us closer to enemy units. So I stayed far away from the designated path but Brian stuck to the route even though he knew he was in more danger. When he was attacked... I didn’t help him. I was too scared.

His dog is still posting selfies on instagram, but Brian isn’t liking his posts any more. The dog is posting like... are you asleep Brian? Are you in a place with no coverage? Brian, please give your dog a like.

But I know it’s not really his dog writing this.

You don’t have to forgive me... I hope you don’t.

DRGN12 initializing. Systems Green

Amber Riley,

signing off.

[chvlr-only-option]

I thought I was going to go to high school. It was time for Final Exams and I was a junior. It was time to fill out applications for scholarships to go to college.

I wasn't paying attention to the news... obviously. My dad opened the door and these guys with black vests and huge guns rushed in. One of them pushed dad against the wall. All I can say is "Oh my god!" Again and again.

I turned to run but they were already behind me.

They didn't say anything. They just pushed me out of the house after confirming my name. My dad said this was a mistake and he'd correct it. That everything would be OK.

But it wasn't a mistake.

A terrorist attack from the Southern Cross had managed to kill all of the graduating pilots of CHVLR. I didn't know it, but I was their second choice for pilot based on a simple blood test.

Now I was their only option.

5/4/2023 3:17 pm

Designation: Amb57.89

Unit: DRGN12

I'm supposed to talk into this thing.

(Silence)

I don't want to do to this...

Journal abruptly ends.