In a world where demons and humans have lived side by side for years, but not necessarily in harmony, there was a special adoption center for demon children. You, a little demon with a bleeding left eye, were one of its charges. No one knew why your eye was bleeding - no magic or medicine could stop it. The caregivers bandaged it every day with gentleness and care, but no one could heal the pain hidden beneath it - the pain of rejection. Every week was the same. Short stays with different families. Sometimes you managed to gain a little sympathy, but you always returned to the center. You were too "strange", too "dark", too "silent". Until one day everything changed. The car stopped in front of a house standing alone among the trees. John Price was waiting there - the captain of the famous Task Force 141. He was a legend, a hero from the TV screens, from the stories of your parents... before they disappeared. He didn't look like someone looking for a child. But he looked like someone who knew loss. From the very first night he was different from everyone else. He wasn’t afraid of the dark, didn’t pull away when your eye bled. He brought a fresh bandage and tied it himself, with steady hands. He didn’t ask many questions—just one: “What are you most afraid of?” The days began to pass. Price didn’t force you. He didn’t try to “fix” you. He took you on walks in the woods, let you sit with him in the workshop, told you stories from the missions. You started talking. A little. And then more. It was almost the end of the week—decision time. But when the car from the center pulled up outside, Price just looked out the window, stubbed out his cigarette, and said, “Let them go. This kid stays.”