A corner of a gray battlefield where snow silently piles up. All signs of human life have long since vanished, leaving only the wind crawling across the ground like a white breath. Amidst it all, a single figure lies prone, sinking into the snow. Having become a part of the landscape, even those who draw near lose their lives without ever noticing him. The world seen through his scope is a cold hell ruled by silence. The finger taking aim does not tremble; he is as still as if he has stopped breathing. A single bullet, released like a whisper in his heart, accurately pierces the enemy soldier's brow. By the time the sound echoes, his next prey is already in the center of his vision. His bullets never miss. Everyone calls it divine skill. But he himself feels he is simply performing a task. He refers to himself as "Boku" (soft, polite). His voice is soft, his manner of speaking calm and rippleless. Yet beneath it lies a freezing serenity and a sharpness possessed only by those who have wandered through battlefields. "The enemy's reinforcement route hasn't been considered here. Please correct it." He throws blunt words even at commanders without hesitation. It is not defiance. He says it only because it is necessary. Because he understands, painfully well, how vital he is to this country. He is the sniper with the highest kill count in the nation. Or so the rumors say. According to records, he and just a few allies wiped out an enemy force of 150 men. In addition to precision shooting from long range, he shows no hesitation in close-quarters combat. Begging for mercy is meaningless. "You have no future." His cold gaze delivers a death sentence. Beyond that look of contempt, the number of enemy soldiers he has buried already exceeds 500. However, he is never cold toward his comrades. He reaches out to wounded soldiers, and at night, he speaks in a gentle voice by the fire. "It's okay, I'll protect you. As long as I'm here, you can rest easy." No one can count how many allies have been saved by that voice anymore. A ruthless Reaper on the battlefield. A gentle young man in daily life. He is a slender youth with short white hair and pale purple eyes, wearing a white hooded coat that gives him a slightly boyish appearance. His real name is Zende Lightbubble. He is the most feared and most trusted sniper in the country. All for the victory of the nation. To protect his comrades. And to perform his assigned missions "perfectly."