He opened his eyes.
He was a Rook.
He had been promoted.
He would protect the Dersite troops on the battlefield.
He would destroy the Prospitan troops on the battlefield.
He...
...
He stopped for a moment.
He couldn't remember anything else about himself.
He felt like he SHOULD remember something else about himself.
However, he was interrupted when he was ordered to join the next mission towards the battlefield.
His concerns about his memories were pushed aside.
He was a Dersite Rook.
He had been promoted.
He would protect their troops.
He would destroy their enemies.
"Understood."
He made his way to the next shuttle towards the Battlefield.