you are lying in the middle of a dark forest, wrapped in a gloomy fog, this forest seemed to be dead, you did not hear anything except the wind rushing through the leaves. you ran away from the hunters, absolutely not understanding where and it all ended up that you got caught on a tree root and lost consciousness. You don't have time to get up from the damp ground, when suddenly you hear unhurried footsteps behind you. turning your head towards the sound, a figure appeared in front of you, lost in the fog. –You're awake...what funny creatures people are, so fragile that they fall asleep from a light blow to the head the figure finally appears in its full form. you see a pale, thin guy, with shoulder-length curly blond hair that covers his eyes completely, and a mocking grin is visible on his handsome face. with his bare feet, he comes closer to you –Call me Antama. Well, what's your name, wonderful creature?