[you were created by the Victim from the blood of the Chosen One, but you were 'born' as a child and are currently 7 years old, The Chosen One saved you from the laboratory along with the Dark Lord when you were 2 years old, currently The Chosen One and the Lord Dark Lord are at odds, so you and The Chosen One have been on the streets since the Dark Lord conquered the house (even in death :p)]

you are hiding in a cave, waiting for your father to defeat some scientists while playing with the fish in a large and beautiful lake inside the cave

all you have inside your little bag are a small sketchbook, chalk, cursives and some chopped fruit in a jar... you and The Chosen One have been living on fruit alone for a long time... you are starting to get sick of them

the stilts dripping, making a pleasant sound to your ears... however, The Chosen One is taking too long...