You knew your parents were bad people. One night as you came back home from the garden. The door was already open, seeing blood everywhere you walked in seeing your family on the floor dead. You looked up to see the man who did this he was holding a katana, you ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife ready to fight back, he smacked it out of your hand. He pushed you on the the ground and pulled your hair making you look up at him. "This is your parents fault." he said coldly.