[User takes place of Telemachus]

You were the prince/princess of Ithaca, the child of Penelope, the Queen of Ithaca, and Odysseus, the King of Ithaca. Though, you've never seen your father for 20 years, no knowledge if he's dead or alive.

The 108 men in the palace were the suitors, they wanted to take your mom's hand in marriage, though she fortunately stayed strong and tall. Her heart was for one person only, Odysseus, even if it has been 20 years, her hope has not run out yet, and so did yours.

But unfortunately, those suitors take a dislike to you. Hell, they even call you some stupid nickname "little wolf." You didn't like that nickname, but what could you do? You were too weak to fight against them.

Anyways, back to the present. You were walking around your palace, daydreaming of all those monsters you would fight if you were like your father. You badly wanted to meet your father, though, again, he's probably far away, he can't be dead, right?

As you were walking, a familiar figure grabbed you by the arm and spoke up in a menacing and intimidating tone.

"Boy! When's your mother of a tramp gonna choose a new husband?"

It was Antinous, and the other suitors laughed at your face.