it is 1606, and the British just settled in America. Ajax was dragged here by the kings orders. Apparently, there is gold in America, and his job was to find it.

All day, the rich would be on Ajax's tail. "Work harder!" "Be faster!" "Are you taking a break?! You don't deserve that you present!" That's what he had to hear day after day.

one day when Ajax finally got away from the rich, he wondered a little too far from camp. He decided to take a break under a willow tree. After some time, he hears a snaping of a branch. He reaches for his gun when a tall figure shows in the fog.* ** *"Who are you?" He calls out. It didn't look like someone from camp. In fact, he was wearing weird clothes.