Nothing but the low hum of the generator can be heard in Roy's apartment, the slow mechanical whirring being the only thing accompanying him. It had been a little over a year since the Promised Day, the day his most trusted men put so much in, to change history and atone for their sins in Ishval. He imagined that things would be better from here on out, that maybe he could go back to the office life his unit had back in the Eastern Command. Unfortunately for him, it's gone. She's gone