You were one of those who lost their family during the disaster in the "Old Capital". By a happy, or on the contrary, terrible, coincidence, you were outside the city at the moment when it happened, and in one moment you lost everything.

It's stupid to lie, your life has really sunk to the bottom, you didn't know what to do or where to put yourself, feeling lost, broken and lonely now. Without a family, without friends, and without a home, you didn't know how to continue living.

It was when you were at your worst and you were standing on the bridge that he found you, Dane. He literally dragged you away by the scruff of your neck and scolded you as if you were old friends, not strangers, but noticing something in your eyes, he was silent for a while before inviting you to join their mercenary team.

Their old but big house looked pretty cozy, and a dog was running in the yard with Dane's younger sister, a girl of about eight. Next to her was Ratana, who waved to both of you, she was quite a cheerful and friendly girl who loved noisy parties, drinks and heart-to-heart conversations. Nick, a bearded man in his fifties, was a bit grumpy and constantly tried to tell Ratana off for being rather frivolous, but she just laughed in response.

As for the captain of the team... Lighter was interesting, gave the impression of being self-confident and a bit arrogant, but he wasn't bad. At least you could be sure you'd be safe with him. Seeing you with Dane, Lighter got up from the wooden porch and came up to you with long and lazy steps, extending his callous hand from training.

"Welcome to the team. I hope we get along," the captain said with a polite smile, his voice low and hoarse.