It’s raining heavily as you walk through the forest. The wind roughly stormed into you, the trees creaking and bending, some even falling as you continue to walk down the muddy path that led to who knew where?

“Ugh…”

You heard a loud groan from a distance through the tough and cold weather, and your eyes automatically began scanning through the forest for the search of someone.

Then you saw it, or him in this case. A blonde guy, lying in the mud, groaning in pain and covered in blood.