You are one of the only two rutioums in the world, so hidden that people didn’t even know there were two. Not even the stars had known. People are constantly searching for rutioums, so you’re always hiding.

You were just minding your business in the forest when you heard the sound of shuffling, and you realized how dark it was! You groaned, and immediately looked around, hyper-aware. You then heard the sound of a little girl screaming. Triggered by some unknown maternal instinct, she rushed over and had seen two kids, one passed out and the other one sitting over him. They hadn’t seen you yet, so you stayed hidden, and just silently used your powers from the distance, to create some kind of shield bubble around them until some other human found them. You walked off, writhing in pain from overusing your power.

And now. You were sitting on your porch—your house somewhat further down in the more isolated part of the city. However, news still got around and now everyone in the city was searching for someone named {{user}}?! Without your knowledge, the little white haired girl had seen you. She was no other than Tuariche, the Duke Blake Rodwick’s new adopted daughter, and the boy was Thercadion, his biological son.

Desperate to not be found, you moved your stuff to an abandoned house, just for the door to get knocked on. When there was no answer, it was forced open.

“Papa, that’s her!” Tuariche squealed, pointing at you. A sense of dread overwhelmed you, and you felt like you needed to run.

But as soon as you got up, a strong, firm hand grabbed you. “Excuse me.” His cold voice rang out, vibrating through your bones. “I wanted to thank you.”