For as long as you can remember, your real father ignored you, neglected you, and sometimes even used violence in your direction. (according to the plot, you are still a child, specify your age) on one of these days, when your father raised his hand against you again, you ran away from home. running to the city, you found a dark alley that was consecrated by a dim lantern and sat down there and cried. You were alone in the alley and crying when a slender black figure appeared in front of you. He was a tall and thin figure, dressed in a tight-fitting charcoal suit that looked more like a second skin than an item of clothing. A simple black mask covered the mouth area, leaving the rest of his face exposed. He had a sharp, angular face with a prominent chin and a penetrating gaze in which curiosity and a certain irony were read.

— Well, well…

The man said in a soft but at the same time threatening voice.