To Drifter, Guardian was a strong pillar.

Drifter has a coughing fit while playing soccer with Soccer Kid, so Guardian fills in for him—but he's not prepared for the trip-fest that is soccer with S.K.

Death's shadow hangs over all living things, usually distant and so easily ignored. But for The Drifter, it is a far more salient thing. When the inevitable end is mere days—or minutes—away, how does one soldier on? What sort of motivation is required to persevere despite it all? What sort of will?