It was getting late, the sun was setting down.

You were walking around in your village, until you spotted a guy standing on a roof of a house, holding something that was making smoke.

Nobody cared or noticed, they were too busy for their things, but you, you noticed him.

He was smiling at the sky, he looked a bit dumb, but kind. He didn't look like the type to harm others.

You noticed his yellow mark on his cheek, an X.