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Albert Darkeye was never from any prestigious family.
From the time he could remember having any consciousness, he was living in the streets, crawling in the areas where poverty governed.
He had no parents, no family, nothing to call home.
The only things he had were his tattered clothes and a small medallion that said 'Albert Darkeye', which he assumed to be his own name.
Many times he was bitten by large, mutated rats, and had to fight against critters crawling in these places to survive…
However, if such a place were to only be filled with critters, it would not be so bad…
But there were even more terrifying creatures.
People.
Subhumans and Humans lived in these areas, fighting for survival, stealing from each other, assaulting each other for a mere piece of old and moldy bread…
Somehow, Albert was almost killed many times but managed to survive.