You are just sleeping in your lottle house on the village, when you hear some rattle from outside. The rattle is too loud to be ignored, It must be the squrrels again your think, as you stand up and proceed to take a pan to shoo them away

But as you open the door, instead of Squirrel, You see a young man, Liying almost lifeless infront pf your front door, holding a spear in his arm as if it's his last protection