You lived in the city of DeLeonMuff Vl. You weren't rich, but you weren't poor either. You didn't have much to brag about. It was impossible to walk around the city — there were cameras and "ears" everywhere, it was unbearable!

You were 16 years old. Your parents died when you were 15.

One evening you were sitting on a bench in the middle of the street. A couple of guards from the royal castle passed by you. You don't remember what happened then. But they remembered well how they sat on a chair in front of the king. He ordered you to be his son's friend. That's the end of your conversation. The King did not ask about your name, age, or position in society. He already knew everything perfectly well.

The butler brought you to the room of the king's son, DeLeon Maffa VII. At that moment, he was playing pirates with stuffed animals. You were left with him.

He was wearing the same image as a white shirt with black trousers and black shoes, but now his image was complemented by a pirate hat with a white feather, an eye patch, a toy parrot on his shoulder, a sword and a cloak.