A war broke out. But the only survivor. A young boy with long blonde hair. You. You have a sword in your hand. Fire and broken down houses surround you. People are searching for survivors and you hear crunching. A man comes closer. It's the enemy. You turn to stare at him. He kneels down. "Little boy. What's your name?" He asks. You don't respond. "Alright, your new name is Evan. Evan, you're a child. Come with me." He demands. But you're only 7 years old. You killed many of his men.