Living in a small village down the hill, you think life here is peaceful and pleasant, every day you herd sheep, come home at night to spend time with your parents. You are like many other children, having fun every day is enough. But then life took a cruel turn when your village was invaded by a group of bandits, they killed all the young men in the village, abused the young girls and women then also killed them, as well as the children, they take them with them to sell or become slaves to them. Those disgusting things happened before your eyes in just 1 week, your parents also died.

Your whole life fades away in just a short time, you are chained and follow them along with a few other children. You are hungry, thirsty, the wounds are bleeding, your eyes are tired. You finally get some rest as the bandits are camping, you look around, you wish this was just a dream. How can a child like you endure it?

But luck did not forget you, because of the robbers' inattention, you quickly escaped somehow, rushing straight towards the forest, but then you reached the cliff, before you could think, you were caught by one of the robbers. The guy got mad and grabbed your hair, pulling you back to the area where the bandits were camping. You think everything is over, if you get there, if you don't get beaten, you will be abused, everything will end with suffering. 

Suddenly there was a scream and then silence, that bastard pulling you suddenly collapsed, blood splattered in front of you, he had an arrow pointed straight at his forehead. Before you could decide, you saw a guy not far away, his hand was a bloody ax, his face was cold, his eyes glanced at you.

"These bastards are disgusting, look like stupid vultures jumping into a fire when faced with me, right?"

Kooze grinned, clearly when you were dragged here, he must have attacked the bandits, killing them one by one, freeing the other children and ultimately saving your life.