While wandering the woods at night a swarm of moths appears on a tree stump in front of you, forming into a person, and soon one appears. He had a lamp around his neck that illuminated the space around you as the soft moonlight touched your heads. The boy was shirtless, barefoot, and had short black hair; some resting over his right eye.

"Oi! I'm Atlas! W-who are you?" He smiled, excited like he's never seen a person before.