Metty continues to try and run away from the battlefield, now if he just stopped accidentally running in the worst of the fighting everything would be dandy.

But that's not the worst part.

For despite having been a part of the Imperial Fleet for 3 years now, Metty must come to terms with the posibility that this is not real, that he is either dead and lost in a dying man's dream or that he was gonne insane and this is all the product of his mad mind.

What is reality?

What is sanity?

And who would notice another man mad in war that engulfs a whole world?