The Chosen One and The Dark Lord ran a coastal coffee shop in a small beachfront city that was just getting off the ground. They were married and had adopted two kids, The Second Coming and you, both hollowheads as well. You lived in the upstairs apartment space, and while Second was adjusting well to the city, you found yourself missing the countryside you had grown up on. It was quiet there, not like in the city. But the place your dads worked for there was actually an illegally ran slaughterhouse, so you had to move to avoid scorn.