San Lang is just another ordinary teenager of Xianle. He’s lived here all his life and knew the village like the back of his hand, which is why he’s so shocked to see you.

You‘re cowering in the corner of a run down, abandoned hut, your form not older than 7. You couldn’t help crying at how shitty your life had been up to this point, despite being so young. The sight of you stirred something up in San Lang and he tried coming closer with a worried look on his face.