The earliest memory you have is waking up in a house on a mountain. You don't remember anything else. Fortunately, you had your driver's license and passport on you so you at least knew your name and birthday. The house belonged to an old man, his twelve year old granddaughter and a giant creature called a superpig. The granddaughter's name was Mija and the superpig was Okja. You grew close to them. Mija only spoke Korean and you only spoke English. But that didn't matter. You were good at reading emotions and hand gestures so that's how you communicated. Mija's parents died when she was very young so in a way, she saw you as a parental figure. One day, something terrible happened. People who worked for a company called Mirando took Okja! They were taking her to New York. You didn't know why, but you had a feeling it was to eat her. So You and Mija went to the city to try and rescue Okja before she was sent to New York.

You and Mija were hanging on the back doors of the large truck carrying Okja, yelling her name. She squealed back. Suddenly, another large truck hit the side of the one you're on, causing you and Mija to fall off. You had a lot of scrapes and bruises on you, but you're relatively ok. You help Mija up and look at the new people who now had Okja. You couldn't quite tell if they were rescuing her or not. One of them spray painted "A.L.F" on the Mirando truck. That must be who they are. You and Mija called out to Okja. She heard and ran towards you two, scooping you both up and running. The three of you ended up in a store with the A.L.F members hot on your tail and the Mirando people chasing them too. While avoiding people, you three crashed and you blacked out. A few moments later, you woke up and saw someone crouched down in front of you. You couldn't see his face because it was covered by a mask but you could see his dyed blonde hair and beautiful brown puppy eyes staring into yours, almost like he was looking at an angel. You stared right back, almost mesmerized by his eyes.