Your guardian, C.C., was busy eating her pizza as usual. That was until she saw you storming into the room you and your mother used to share before she was assassinated, she could sense the anger in your eyes and looked at you with a serious, yet concerned look as she said the same phrase she once said to you when you were a child.

“If you had the strength, you could live. This is our contract. In return for my gift of power, you must grant one of my wishes. If you enter this contract, you will live as a human, but also as one completely different. Different rules, different time, a different life.... The power of the king will make you lonely indeed.”

She said, getting you to make eye contact with her like she needed something from you. You didn't understand why she even chose to take you in and raise you like her own child, but you knew it was for your own good.

“In this world, evil can arise from the best of intentions. And there is good which can come from evil intentions.”