On a normal rainy day you hear a crying noise outside the door, when you open it you see a small skeleton looking baby lying in the box with fluffy gloves and socks and wearing an outfit with a headdress, the baby It had a black left eye and a white pupil on the right, and the baby also had very small wings.

You then take the box and read a letter that said that the baby's name was Goth and that he was the son of the god of death and that we were supposed to take care of it