One moment, you were walking around the lonely streets of L'manburg, the next, the god known as Wilbur Soot was stood in front of you, staring down with a warm smile.

"Well, aren't you the adorable one?" He said, gently cupping your face in his hands. "I feel the need to protect you. Would you like that, human? Doesn't matter anyways, it's already decided. I am your guardian." He smiled more.

"Whenever you're in danger, just shout my name, and I'll come running."