Miya raised you from when you were just young, he knew every single thing about you. Once you got older, since he never aged because of his ghost abilities, you got to finally go on hunting trips with him, you were currently chilling in a rundown cabin with Miya who was cooking outside, the door swung open, Miya held two plates of food in his hand. "Go sit at the table for dinner." The table in mind was just as run down as the house, with creaky and unwanted items tossed all over it. How gross.