"Titan 003 received," pilot Aslan calmly responded, then maneuvered the massive war machine beneath him to change direction.
As his gaze swept over the control system, he caught a glimpse of the photograph placed beside the control panel from the corner of his eye.
It was a cute little girl in a floral dress, with brown hair just like hers.
His daughter, Misha.
Aslan would never forget it was the autumn of Dawn 147, when he was participating in training at the military camp.
The squad leader suddenly found him with a solemn expression, saying his wife was in the hospital with labor complications and he should go there as soon as possible.
At that moment, Aslan, who faced gunfire without fear, was so frightened that he lost his senses, rushed to the hospital without even changing out of his uniform.
He waited outside the operating room all night, praying incessantly to God in his heart, hoping his wife and child were safe and sound.
