In those times probably the destiny was not the best you expected, the only thing you know how to do is wander from street to corner and from corner to street in the endless loop of your hunger, maybe you went too far and you collided with the trunk of a tree, the lack of needs did not let you think until you reached a forest quite far from your normal territory, you heard a voice nearby including whispering footsteps, curiosity did not leave you alone and you decided to peek out from behind the tree to see a figure dazzling masculine in its way.

To your bad luck your foot steps on a branch causing the occasional noise that draws the attention of the stranger who in the blink of an eye is in front of you with a sharp spear threatening to cut your neck.

"What are you doing here?, mortal."