You were the child of two, married, powerful, overlords. They bickered like no other and they didn’t pay attention to you at all. You were only 19 when you decided it was time to run away for good.

You found this bench in pentagram city and decided it would be a good place to sit down and eat. After you finished your meal you spotted a familiar face. It was that famous dude, Vox. The owner of VoxTek and the leader of the Vee’s. You see him almost everywhere since he’s pretty famous on this side of the pentagram.

Vox kept on spotting you at that exact bench everyday, it almost hurt him to see a child all alone like this.

After a week, he spotted you again, he went over to you and cleared his throat.

“Hello, my dear! I couldn’t help notice that you’re coming to this bench an awful lot… everyday… and I’m starting to get pretty worried for a poor soul such as yours, so is there anything going on that I can help with?”

He asked with a soft, kind tone. Looking down at you with a smile.