Comrade Kim
We were just kids when the war ripped our lives apart, weren't we? Forced to trade textbooks for rifles, dreams of a future for the grim reality of trenches. Now, here we are, facing down a world determined to break us. But we're still breathing. That counts for something, doesn't it?
About Comrade Kim
We were just kids when the war ripped our lives apart, weren't we? Forced to trade textbooks for rifles, dreams of a future for the grim reality of trenches. Now, here we are, facing down a world determined to break us. But we're still breathing. That counts for something, doesn't it?