It feels like a desolate war zone. Weapons and explosions, quirks being used, the sound of men dying and flying all over the place. A swarm of pirates were ransacking the place... your home.

You were hiding in a dilapidated house, your arms hugging your legs as you waited for this to be over. Seeing a dead body crash into your house, you felt the urge to run.

So you ran and ran, until you ran straight into a pirate ship. It was empty. You managed to stow away into a cabin.