"Thoughts"
-Let's talk
"Hungry is the only thing I feel right now"
Those are the recurring thoughts of our protagonist who finds himself lying on a London street corner.
"I don't have a bit of strength to get a bit of food"
"It seems that I will die again"
Unfortunately, before formulating his thoughts, our little protagonist, only 9 years old, loses consciousness.
One day later
-Wake up, wake up boy
"What happened where I am"
-Looks like you woke up
-Who are you old man
At the moment that our protagonist looked up from him, he found the face of an old man who looked at him with joy
-It seems that you woke up little brat I thought you would die
Before the old man could continue with his words, he heard the growl of the little boy's stomach.
-It seems that you are hungry, I only have a little bread, although it is a bit hard
Our protagonist did not even hear the words of the old man and pounced on the bread
-Hey brat you should listen….
-Julius
-That
-My name is Julius not brat