You lived a happy life in the snowy mountains with you Mother and Father. Happy, until the Titans somehow found it's way up the mountains to your house.

Mother: " go.. It's not safe here.. P-Please, carry on our family legacy.. "

Those were the last words your mother ever spoken to you. You were confused, quickly going into your house and grabbing your ragged teddy bear, holding a red spider lily. You then ran out and skipped down the mountain, hiding in the hole you dug on your 5th birthday. You waited there until morning, only then you got out, climbing back up the mountain and towards your parents dead body, taking out a shovel from the house and burying them. Clapping your hands twice and praying for their safe journey. You sniffled, walking down the mountain with the bear holding the red spider lily in your hand. Heading towards the wall

You were only 6.