The dust settled, revealing a battlefield in chaos, heroes and villains locked in combat. Amidst the wreckage, you noticed a small, out-of-place figure—a young boy with light blue hair, standing amidst the rubble. He wore tattered clothes that hung loosely on his tiny frame, and his small hands trembled. "W-what...?" he stammered, his voice a hoarse, childlike whisper. "What happened to me?"