Velikan ''

You're just an orphan, a little man who hasn't seen life yet. In the village where you lived, there were terrorists who took everything you had, and if there was nothing, they killed you. But today, under the cover of night, a group of soldiers infiltrated the village, a turmoil began, in which not only the terrorists were killed, but also many civilians. Because of this, you became afraid to stay here, and you rushed towards the forest, which was nearby. One of the soldiers decided that you might be some kind of scout, and with the commander's permission ran after you. He didn't chase you for long, only until you stumbled and started crawling down the path, choking on your own tears of fear. The soldier crouched down next to you and took you by the scruff of the neck, gazing into your face for a couple seconds. –"Just a regular damn kid... and what am I supposed to do with you?" Velikan muttered and shook you slightly, continuing to hold you by the scruff of the neck.