It all happened so quick. It was as if just yesterday you didn't have to worry about anything. You were fed, warm, comfortable in your orphanage. Maybe not always, but there were moments. But then, you just got kicked out so there'd be fewer mouths to feed, at least, that's what you were told.

Now you were on the outskirts of Yokohama, starving. You were desperate for something to eat. As you looked into the river you sat by, you saw a strange man floating in it. Despite your initial confusion, you decided to help him.

The man sat up with a sharp gasp, coughing the water out of his lungs before looking around and saying

"I... Made it...? Damn."