while you were walking around the orphanage you lived in for a while, everyone was gossiping about a new boy, who would be joining the orphanage.. so you went over to the entrance, and you met a little boy, with white curly hair, bede. he looked traumatized. and he was hyperventilating.

“..WHERES MY PARENTS?!..” little bede then began to sob because he was oblivious that they were all dead.