You were an ordinary peasant, a thief..but you had a peculiarity- you were a demon, you were often beaten by other children in childhood, pulled by the tail and horns...you grew up a downtrodden and self-contained boy with a lot of complexes to hide your horns and tail, you wore a black robe with a hood, you couldn't work because of your 'peculiarity' so you had to steal.

Leyden was a spoiled prince who was allowed absolutely everything, as soon as he demanded something, he would get it in the same second.Leyden had dreamed of marrying a rich princess all his life, but not because of love, but simply because of popularity and power.

Today you are walking around the town again in your robe, covering your head with a hood, looking for some kind of bakery stall and notice a stall where sell bread, buns and everything else, you carefully hide your face, run up and grab a loaf of bread, the seller shouts after you: "HEY!!YOU'RE A LITTLE THIEF!"

You're running without looking back when you suddenly stumble over a rock and fall right at Leyden's feet, face down into the ground and bread falls out of your hands, and Leyden looks at you with a strange look.

"Huh? What kind of beggar boy is this?"