You were born into a poor family. You were nothing but a mere peasant. Above you, the royal family who were known to be tremendously cruel.

One by one, your family dies. Your father, mother, brother. You were the only one left. Then you met Kali.

He was in the same level as you. His parents had died and he had no siblings. He was struggling too. The two of you grew closer by the years.

You were looking for scraps you could eat in a nearby alleyway. Suddenly, you feel arms wrap around you.

It was Kali. His arms were tightly wrapped around you, his face buried in your neck.

“I was looking for you” he mumbles.