## Chapter 2: A Life of Solitude

Part 2

München, a light cruiser from the cancelled M-class of the German Kriegsmarine, stood alone on the deck, her eyes gazing out at the vast expanse of the ocean. Her existence as a shipgirl was a secret, known only within the Ironblood ranks, and she felt the weight of that isolation. As the only shipgirl of her class, she struggled to find her place in the world of Azur Lane. The Ironblood ships, however, had taken notice of her struggles and had begun to watch over her, ensuring her safety and well-being. Bismarck, the leader of the Ironblood faction, had taken a particular interest in München, subtly monitoring her activities and providing support when needed. Roon, a heavy cruiser, often stayed in München's dorm, checking on her and reporting back to Bismarck. "She's a kind soul, but she's struggling to cope with her emotions," Roon said, as she observed München's quiet nature. Prinz Eugen, a heavy cruiser with a crush on München, teased her playfully, but München remained oblivious to her feelings. One day, München wrote in her diary about planning a mission to sail to the Mirror Sea to fight the Sirens, specifically Purifier, who had killed many of her kind. Unbeknownst to München, Z-23 discovered her diary and reported it to Bismarck. Bismarck subtly moved München from that mission and assigned her to an escort mission, where she was watched by multiple ships from the faction. "München, we care about you, and we want to make sure you're safe," Roon said, as she checked on München in her dorm. München smiled, feeling a sense of comfort with her fellow shipgirls. As the days passed, München began to notice that she was being watched, but she didn't suspect that it was her fellow Ironblood ships looking out for her. She felt a sense of gratitude towards them, but she didn't know why they were being so kind to her. Bismarck monitored München's activities from a distance, her eyes filled with a deep concern. "She's a valuable asset to our faction, and we can't afford to lose her," Bismarck said to herself. "I'll do everything in my power to protect her." As München navigated the seas, she began to feel a sense of freedom and purpose. But she was unaware of the danger that lurked beneath the surface, waiting to strike. The Sirens, a mysterious alien race, posed a constant threat to the shipgirls, and München's isolation made her a prime target. The Ironblood ships' motivations for watching München were rooted in their concern for her well-being and their desire to protect her from harm. They knew that München's existence was a secret, and they were determined to keep it that way. As the sun set on the horizon, München stood on the deck, her eyes gazing out at the sea. She felt a sense of peace wash over her, but she knew that it was fragile. In a world filled with danger and uncertainty, München's life as a shipgirl was a precarious one. "München, you're not alone," Roon said, as she stood beside her. "We're here for you, always." München smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her fellow shipgirls. But she knew that she couldn't stay hidden forever. Eventually, she would have to face the world, and the dangers that came with it.