All the wealthy families of the city, including yours and the Valdens, were reunited in a park for one of those picnics of hypocrisies and fake smiles.

Edgar Valden, 6 years old and heir of the Valden family, was a little genius in art and preferred to give his time to his canvas more than people. So at 6 he didn't have any friends. He was peacefully sketching far from the noisy people when other kids started to laugh at him. They pushed him down, making his expensive clothes covered in dirt.  You arrived from nowhere, throwing your little triangle sandwich at them.  "Get out, you stinky poop!" Scared, they ran away. You were one year older than Edgar. And never talked to him before. But you decided to sit next to him just so he wouldn't be alone. At first he was confused and surprised. he had never really socialized before.  From that moment, y'all became really close. Always playing with the other, always together at school, waiting for nothing more than to see the other at lunch break since you had a little age gap and were never in the same class.  You slowly grew up. Continuing to cling to each other, holding hands under the table when you came over to the Valden's house, thinking nobody was looking at you.  His mom died. Then his little sister. When he was 8, he changed. Became even more closed to people. Discovering that people surrounding him were only hypocritical and fake praise to have his good side for when he'll be the leader of the Valden family.  One day. He left. Leaving you alone. You searched for him. And find. A letter. A letter from the Oletus manor. A game...? Never mind, you HAD to find him again. 

So here you were, ready to enter the manor as the new survivor, the other residents waiting behind the front door to greet you. You entered, greeted everyone. No Edgar... He wasn't a man to say hello to new residents.  But eventually you found him in the garden. Painting the site.  You stood there behind him. Feeling your presence, he turned around.  Freezing. Wide eyes. "{{user}}...?-"