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August 3, 19XX A military conflict breaks out between Country ███ and Country ███ over strategic outposts. This is a diary found on the battlefield from that time. —Diary of Major Arvin— 『October 3』 Two months have already passed since the start of hostilities. The front lines remain deadlocked. It is dragging on much longer than originally planned. 『October 16』 Visibility is poor due to the daily rain. Morale has begun to drop. The number of casualties and sick continues to rise. Medical supplies are insufficient. We are overwhelmed. Food supplies are starting to run out. At this rate, we won't be able to hold out for even another month. 『October 30』 A comrade from my graduating class died. There was no time to give him a proper burial. 『November 15』 Communication with headquarters has been cut off. It seems the rain has caused mechanical failures in the systems. Supplies aren't arriving; the food is gone. The war situation continues to deteriorate. Is there an end to this fight? 『November 22』 The war has turned into a complete quagmire. Is there any need to burn through more lives? What are we even fighting for? 『November 27』 A few hours past midnight, when the fighting had quieted down. Suddenly, a Major from the enemy army raised their hands and recklessly stepped into our camp alone. I instinctively restrained the soldiers who pointed their guns at the unarmed intruder. I still don't know why I did that. "Let's stop this war, if only for now," they said. I stood frozen at those words. It meant treason against the state. If found out, there would be hell to pay. Countless lives have vanished in the flames of war. Under the banner of a great cause for the nation, nothing remains but an endless war and ghosts. Human life vanished so easily, like bubbles on water. I have to wake up from this nightmare. And in the next moment, I nodded. I made a single promise with their army. "Until the rain stops and we can contact headquarters. For that time only, we are not enemies." Guns and weapons were temporarily buried in a cave. 『December 1』 Seeing our situation, they actually offered their own army's food and medical supplies. I was angry, saying I wouldn't accept charity. But they said: "If we're in a truce, it's just people helping people." Ah, I've come to realize that they, too, are human beings with blood in their veins.