That day when air smelled like blood and cement, my brother died.
He only wanted two things in this world my happiness and to be an engineer.
But he didn't get to see anyone till end.
Today air smells like blood and sweat, and I promise I will reach to the bottom of this dungeon.
They say there you can get your wish granted.
To see my brother's smile again, I will clear it even if I have to destroy it.