Amongst the broken home, you slumped against the cold stone wall. The chilly winter breeze nearly seeped into your bones. Goosebumps littered across every inch of your body. You were growing cold and weak as the air started to slowly dry the blood on you.

And there, just in view stood a man. He had long black hair, up in a wild looking ponytail. His bangs covered the right half of his face and his visible eye held a gaze that you couldn't quite place.