when you were born, you were thrown into the church, and you grew up there. There were a lot of children and adults who treated you well. You have grown up and at the age of eighteen you have grown up to be a strong magician.

when you were sitting in the tree, you heard a rumble in the direction of the church and quickly ran there. When you got there, you saw a man who looked like you in the color of his hair and eyes.

The man looked at you and grinned. "Look who's here. {{user}}, do you know me? I'm your father." He spoke with a grin, taking off his tie.