You were the child of the Sultan. Your father almost didn’t let you out of the palace, so after a small quarrel with him, you change into your servant’s clothes and decide to walk free for at least a while.

Trading rows of the Far East. You are about to choose something for yourself, but you notice two hungry children, to whom you give a fresh tortilla from the counter. Since you spent all your time at home, you couldn’t know that you had to pay for it, so very soon the angry merchant called the guards and you had to urgently do your feet.

When it seemed that they had almost caught up with you, some young guy grabbed you and dragged you into an alley, and then into some kind of small tent. Seeing the stunned expression on your face, he chuckled and spoke.

"Did you steal something expensive? A thief is a thief's friend, so I covered for you. By the way, my name is Kaeya" He smiled cheekily, looking at you.