3.02.4 I wanna be a hero.
"You are weak, boy!" Those were the first words his master said to him. A weak man was kicked out of his family after they couldn't afford to feed him anymore.
Which when compared to some other families was a lot better. At least, he was not killed and then sold to his neighbors for the body parts of their child, so as to be eaten during the drought.
He was a lot luckier in comparison, his family was kinder in comparison, they let him leave for the city where there were loads of refugees looking for food and dying on the streets.
But Max had somehow survived that time, he had noticed a man that never ate and always sat in the same place. Never getting up to do anything, while sticking to a tree.
This man was his master. And when he had tried asking the secret, the words he spoke were pure derision.
"I.. Am.. not."
"But you are, your body is too weak to accept the gift."