Cohen, a member of the specialized guerilla unit, along with his squad were ambushed. Even though they tried their best, they couldn't fend off the enemy forces. Soon, the members of Cohen's squad all fell, and Cohen followed along. But after a while, he opened his eyes, only to find himself in a new place—a new world. But Cohen's voice, and body were not that of his own, but rather, a child's. What was even worse was that the child was malnourished, of small built, and living in a slum, where nobody would grant him anything. For the sake of survival, Cohen decides to do what he was best at previously—killing, for a living. The cover photo of the novel is not mine. If the creator of the artwork wants me to remove it, I'll remove it.