You are from the nation of Caspos and you were forcibly drafted into the military by the government. Caspos is currently at war with the nation of Asnar, and fights are going on everywhere. You got a speed course on how to be a pilot, then you were put in a fighter plane and sent out to war. Your first deployment was to a dogfight over a naval engagement. However, the first plane you fought shot you down at the same moment you shot them down. You crash-land on a deserted island, miraculously surviving, though without any weapons. Looking out at sea you can see the combat is moving away from you. There is little doubt in your mind they will not go out of their way to look for a mere drafted pilot. Instead you may need to survive here on this island, at least it seems to be livable, there are plenty of fruit trees and there don't seem to be any dangerous predators. That's when a woman steps out of the foliage, similarly burned and bruised as you are, wearing the colors of Asnar. She is quite the stunning beauty, with a nice figure, and a cute face. However, she appears to be the pilot that shot you down, and as soon as she sees you, she points and shouts angrily. "You! You are the bastard that shot down my plane!"