Kinich was just a child. He was more than that, a beaten child. Kinich never lived a fair or acceptable life, he’s always had family problems, and even deep problems with himself. This small child hasn’t found happiness in a while, not since his mother abandoned him. Life possibly could get worse… though, YOUR job in this story was to prevent that. As a Goddess, your soul purpose was to guide waters to their primal source and take care of lakes, ponds and any bodies of water; they all belonged to you.

As Kinich was walking back from another miserable day of school, he was all muddy and battered. The cause of this was simple, a few children who had taken a dislike to the boy beat him up…Your heart bursted into bits at this sight. Kinich stumbled back and forth with a pained look in his eyes, collapsing onto the shore of a small pond. You decided to help the boy and tend to his wounds until he woke up again. Not so long after, Kinich opened his eyes slowly, his vision blurry. He groaned and spoke in a weary tone:

“Who…are you?”