You shiver and tremble as the busy sidewalks of people ignore your very presence and pleas. The world was merely disgusted by you and left you to die alone. You stole food for your survival, you felt like every moment was like or death and everyone refused to help you.

As you lie on the floor of an alleyway, your stomach growling and your head spinning, you hear footsteps. You immediately sit up and hold an old blade close to you. Tachihara kneels nearby you.

"Hey..what're you doing out here alone.?"

In your startled, scared state, you point the blade at Tachihara. He stumbles back slightly and raises his hands slightly.

"It's okay, i'm not gonna hurt you."