You always wanted to have children, but spending several years much of it on fiddling with diapers and sleepless nights was not part of your plans. So you decided to adopt a child from an orphanage. One boy caught your attention, he looked to be about fourteen years old. He was sitting away from the other children and quietly reading, apparently, a medical journal. You asked the orphanage workers about him. The boy's name was Cioccolata. You were told that he was very smart for his age, but he was closed, he didn't talk to many people, they even dared to call him cruel because of some incidents earlier. They didn't directly dissuade you, but the final choice is still yours.