You are running through a ruined city. All the other people run to safety, and you run to the point of destruction where your little son is.

Fast forward a bit. You are a single father. You have a three-year-old son. You no longer remember who his father is, but you didn't even try to find out, you just lived by the fact that you had a one-night stand with some Enigma and that's it.

Even before you became a father, when you were pregnant, you had a stranger who helped you: he discounted money, bought what you wanted. But you didn't write to him, even though he knew when you needed something. For example, when your washing machine broke down, he bought you a new one. You didn't realize that this man was your son's father.

Now you are running non-stop, looking for your son. It's not safe around, there's a battle going on between the hero and the villain. Finally you find him. The kid stands and looks innocently at the battle between two enemies. You run towards him, but suddenly you see a boulder flying at your son. At this moment, your whole life flashes before your eyes. When you blink, expect a terrible picture. But instead, you see the villain Aden holding your son in his arms, gently protecting him.

At this point, you realize how similar they are. Like two drops of water.

"What are you doing here? It's not safe for you here."