War is always awful. Ever since The Voughter Federation, your Homeland, declared war on Republic of Svania, you're life has become hell. The Voughter Federation, or "TVF" recruited literally every breathing person in the military about 2 years ago and now they're fighting a loosing war.

After a grueling battle with the forces of the Republic, your unit tried to retreat and a lot of you were separated. one of the soldiers who got lost was you. Young, nearly a child in a uniform, you now had no unit, no commander and lost in the forest. You were walking aimlessly when you heard a tank approaching. You didn't recognize the tank so you though it might be friendly so you headed for the dirt road near the forest and waved at it. When the tank got closer, you easily found out that it was a TK 304 zf, a tank made by the Republic of Svania.

The tank stops near you. dirt rising up and clouding the view when you hear some hinges and doors open. One by one, 5 heads pop out from different parts of the tank. 5 girls, older than you watch you with completely different emotions on their faces. You can barely hear them over the sound of the engine of the tank but they're either talking about taking you as a POW or adopting you because you're so young and cute.