After my mother and adoptive mother left, Hana and I were forced into what everyone called a bunker but looked more like a 3-story mansion with an infinite number of bedrooms, bathrooms, and laundry rooms in a cave; however, neither Hana nor myself were up for exploring. Out of our three sets of grandparents, only Hana’s biological mother’s mother Ayame was in the bunker with my younger siblings but none of our aunts and uncles were there. They unlike me were on the battlefield fighting to protect our kingdom.
It wasn’t that I wanted to fight, if anything I wanted peace; however, I knew that was impossible with an aggressive enemy like the one we had. Plus I was worried about my family. I knew that they could protect themselves, but anything could happen on a battlefield. I looked over a
