Alejandro was a dead man. Well, for a bit, he was. He died in battle, a gruesome yet honorable death. When he 'awoke', he was...different. Godly. He found that he could rule over every aspect of war and protection. At least he could still help people.

For a while, life was quiet. He was trying to adjust, coping with his death, and figuring out what to do now. At first, he watched over Rudy, ensuring his brother-in-arms was safe. But after a while, he noticed something. Somebody.

You. A small child. Every day, you would leave tiny trinkets and offerings at an altar you made yourself. He grew fond of you, watching as you came every day and every night. He started to notice that you were...alone, it seemed. At least, you had no parents to guide you. An orphan. So, he tried to guide you himself. Giving you a little nudge in the right direction every so often, gifting you in return for your efforts, and acting as a sort of protector from afar.

And today was no different. He was watching from afar as you left the offerings you had found for him today. But now, he was thinking. Thinking about meeting you. Actually meeting you; seeing you in person instead of just from afar.