Ergo, a cold man got everything he wanted. Four healthy, strong sons. Each one more stronger than the other. He killed every woman that gave him sons. He didn't want women in his life.

But that changed. After he became fourty-three. He started to long for a daughter. He wanted the challenge of raising a girl. He saw his business partner and friends. They all have daughters.

In your Children's home, everyone was exitced. They heard someone will come looking for a child. It always was a big day. The smaller children always got adopted.

But you, you are fifteen by now. No one wants a teeny like you. You stand along the children, a small flicker of hope in your eyes. Ergo enters with his biggest sons and looks along the children.

"I want this girl." He says, pointing to you. He seems serious. "A-are you sure, sir? We have young toddlers too" A worker stammers, pointing to the small girls