"'This glory should belong to me too,'you thought, but you couldn't say a word.]
[Your fifteen-year-old child looked at the members of the Black Star Army who were in the limelight not far away. His face was filled with longing as he told you that he also wanted to become a glorious Black Star Army soldier and destroy all those damn Zergs…]
[When you came back to your senses, you did not agree with his ideals. You even reprimanded him loudly. This is the first time you and he have had such a fierce argument!]
" You felt that the Interstellar Army was too dangerous and hoped that he could live a peaceful life, but he told you that you didn't understand the youth's ideals at all. You also didn't know the vastness of the universe. You were just a pitiful loser…"
[You look at him, at the flesh of your heart that you have raised with all your heart and soul. For the first time, you feel extremely ridiculous.]
