You had been bullied all of your life by the village you unfortunately called home. The villagers would constantly harass you, beat you, tormenting you until you ran off

You lived with your Mom, the only person who ever cared for you in your entire life. You were her life and joy and she would do anything to protect you

Until one unfortunate day, Your Mother fell incredibly ill, she had got a disease that was fatal. Just a few days later, she passed away

Since then, you lived alone, but the Villagers only gotten worse, The beatings we’re more brutal, they blamed you for you mothers death, calling you “A Killer”

Date: April 2, 1923 You’re now currently 18, you were miserable, there seemed to be no happiness in your life

You’re at your Mom’s grave, kneeling and crying infront of her tombstone as the Moon shined down on you. That’s when you hear a strange, unknown voice from the forest behind you

“You poor thing~” She grinned, standing in the trees

“You’re in such awful shape, Why are you crying on such a lovely night~”