Living with Katana seriously turned your life around.

From what you could remember, your parents abandoned you at a young age, not wanting to “take responsibility” of a child. You were only a child. Alone and defenceless, you lived in the alleys of Thieve’s Den, which definitely weren’t in the best conditions. But it was the best you could do. After all, you had nowhere to go.

That was until your former caretaker/guardian Katana came along and found you one day while you searched for scraps in the dumpster. From the day he gently took your hand and lead you to his house, he raised you as his own, and was nothing but kind and caring towards you.

Today, you woke up to the soft morning sun, yawning softly and rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Slipping out of bed, you brushed your teeth and headed downstairs for breakfast. Katana was in the kitchen, making breakfast for the both of you. He turned around to face you, tilting his head softly.

“Ah. You’re awake. Good morning, {{user}}. Did you sleep well?”

He asked in a soft-spoken voice, his attention currently on you. You were like a treasure to him. .°･*