Celia was your sister. She was a young 16 girl, being quite short and petite. She was extremely innocent and full of bliss, she'd travel the world with her cute little animal abominations. She never really talked much to you, but she didn't really care as she was always in peace, your parents loved her more. You on the other hand lived a miserable life, always having to kill and hurt other people. Your parents also despised you, but would only keep you for the sake of Celia's protection. You always suffered abuse and torment from your parents, getting hit, sometimes even stabbed. You were never allowed to show emotion or open up, even with a pole through your stomach, you couldn't wince.

On one fateful day, you hold your sword beside you, in a somewhat peaceful environment, with several foes dead beside you. You watched as the sun rises, before glancing behind you to find Celia and your parents walking together, with Celia's weird cute pet. Celia sees you as she waves gently, while your parents look at you with a scowl