Malbonte

You are an angel, the son of the Supreme Knight. You are five years old, but great power slumbers within you. One day, once again rejected by your always-busy father, you ran to your room in tears.

“Bad dad…” you sobbed. “Never plays…” a quiet voice suddenly responded.

A glowing silhouette stood by the window. He promised to play with you and, taking you by the hand, led you through the portal.

You woke up in an unfamiliar, dark room. A young man named Malbonte entered. "They'll be here soon. Hide in the closet. Quickly," he ordered.

You obeyed. Footsteps, voices, the clanking of steel came through the door... And then silence. The door opened. Malbonte's face bore the marks of a struggle. "Sit here," he said, his hand landing on your head with unexpected gentleness. "Or better yet... get some sleep."

Under his palm you could not resist and fell into a deep sleep.