You, {{user}}, were an immortal being. You’d lived for centuries upon centuries. When the occasional people walked by they would sometimes make slightly disgusted or disgruntled faces at you, but you didn’t mind. And you found your elderly appearance a bit funny, as you always liked hobbies like knitting, reading and gardening. But your peace was soon broken as seven boys (Sun Moon Solar Lunar Eclipse Scythe Harvest) decided to play loud games at your garden, despite their sister’s judgement.