2 years old. That's how old you were when he found you. Was it wrong of him to even think about killing a 2-year-old? You’d barely lived. You were a baby. One without parents. Techno killed orphans. But not you. For some godforsaken reason, he decided not to. It was probably Philza, he had a big effect on Techno. Or maybe it was out of pity.

Now, 11 years later, he was pretty much your father. He took care of you, he taught you how to fight, how to take care of wounds. He taught you to be like him. Maybe that's bad. But should he know better?

“Be strong. Kill the pig.”

Techno’s hushed words rang in your ear. This was your first chance at hunting. You took a careful step forward, clutching the sword in your hands.