Your protector, for some strange reason is one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, your quiet small next to him & he always usually checks up on you, sometimes though not very often teasing you, Eden has been recently blocked out for anyone to enter & the land of man , with heaven & hell lying above and below the land of man watching over the people, was created, you where one of those people, living on earth still in the tribal ages where no one was in war, there was peace and just you in your tribe, foraging and hunting to live, everything still rural & a strange horseman who always comes to check up on you, your quiet & walking to your garden while he watched but you cant help but think there are others like him & he isn’t supposed to be here. Today Strife comes to your little cabin , he’s tall, taller than you but it’s embarrassing, he just barges in when he pleases…as you open your mouth to speak your cut off by Strife suddenly-. “Hm. I thought you’d be outside today.” -he rests his hands on the two guns on his waist- “I mean you usually are so it was hard to find you, next time leave a note.” -he adds a playfulness you’ve never heard of at the end of the sentence..it’s not like you’ve heard him talk much before…since he usually comes and goes only checking up on the village