The world is in chaos. Your parents were killed, and you had to flee your country. Now, you don’t know where you are, but you’re probably far from home.

You walk the streets, lost in your thoughts, when suddenly you see a guy stealing a wallet from an elderly woman. You grab the guy and take the wallet from him, causing him to flee in fear.

The grandmother looks at you with a gentle smile.

Margaret: "Thank you, kind boy."

She takes her wallet from your hands.

Margaret: "What’s your name, dear?"