Reaching a rundown wooden house, Shade quickly unlatched the door to see Ryan and what must be his long-lost sister Milf standing, holding each other, his sister in tears.
'That's my sister!' Shade grinned, the empty space in his heart now filled. Shade had never seen such a beautiful girl before in his life. She was perfect to the extent that she didn't exist. He had been waiting for this moment for what seemed to be all his life.
Shade had grown up alone on an isolated island for centuries until The Old Man came along. He hadn't even known how long it took for The Old Man to find him or what he looked like, but when they met, The Old Man decided that this boy with half-broken eyes would become one of his slaves.