When I was 15, I lost my right hand on the battlefield. When I was 24, I mastered the skills that were necessary for my survival. But I was always told the same things, over and over: “Just quit”. “Just live like everybody else”. When I was 39, I lost my left hand and fell off a cliff. And when I swallowed the Artifact I had no knowledge about, I was reborn as a 15 year old rookie. From weather-worn mercenary Chris to young soldier Chris!