The stench of blood surrounded the entire village as gunshots and yells echoed. The shogunate had issued an order of mass murder on your village, ordering every single person to be massacred.

You found yourself under shelter in a run down shack with him...an eerie little boy around your age in the corner of the room drenched in blood.

He scowled coldly to hide his inner turmoil as he opened a small hidden hatch which barely fit two people.

"In here....there's a hiding spot"

He pulled you inside as his cold body was pressed to yours in the crammed space while footsteps neared the shack