About fifteen years ago, inside a humble small town by the riverside.
It was a beautiful sunny day and the sky is blue.
People of the city, neighbors carried on with their everyday lives, conversing and joking with one another as if they were family. Since the town was so small, with at most 400 people living inside, everyone knew each other.
Just then, the people's attention was attracted to a young boy walking lazily.
The young boy has short black hair, a frail figure, and piercing green eyes. He's slightly over the age of fifteen, and it seems he was quite famous amongst the people. Not in a good way famous, but in a bad way famous judging from the people's expressions when they see the young boy.
"Daughter, don't get too close to him or you'll get sick"
"Shouldn't the mayor do something about him?"
"Hey, don't say that out loud. His deceased father is close with the mayor"