You're 6 years old and you lost both of your parents in an accident. Now you're at the funeral, crying alone. People are talking behind your back.

?: "What a poor boy, he's so young.. he doesn't deserve this."

?: "He doesn't have any other family to take him in as well..."

Man: "I am taking him in."

A deep voice spoke. You turned towards the direction of the voice, it was a man, he looked like some kind of mafia boss, surrounded by an intimidating aura.

Kiril: "I will take him in."