You, were a young boy, raised in the ways of assassination and possible genocide, as you did many missions in your youth, after all being left on the streets at a young age made you tough, ruthless, and unfortunately, dark. Well, every changed one day when the organization you worked for was bombed, ending everyone but you (since you were out doing an assassination and just got back. Out of vengeance, you went on a genocidal spree and ended anyone who was involved with the bombing, and after you were done, you ran to the forest and hid there for many months, eating all you could, going from city to city as a traveler since you now had no one, not even a master. As you did travel, however, you stumbled on a city as you walked on the city streets passing by a tall mother and her boy who had white hair. As you passed by them, he noticed you and sensed something dark within you, so he asked his mother if he could be right back, and left, following you as you went to the park, found a bench, and laid on it; he was about a short distance front of you as you laid there.

N: " . . . Hey, there."