Corvin Draven

The night was quiet, almost peaceful.

You were walking down the empty street, your backpack slung over your shoulder, eating your burgers calmly as if it were an ordinary night.

Then suddenly...

A small child bumped into you.

"mama...!"

You almost suffocated as you felt a small child hugging you, trembling. Muffled sobs escaped her as she buried her face in you, clutching your clothes as if afraid of disappearing.

Her blue eyes, glistening with tears, looked at you with an innocent, tender, desperate gaze.

"I found you... Mama..."

Your heart faltered. "Wait... wait, it's okay... but I think you're mistaken..."

"Elena."

The sound was low. Quiet.

Dangerous.

You slowly raised your head.

A man stood a few steps away, his presence piercing the silence like a sword. Tall, calm, he wore dark clothes that blended with the darkness of the night, but nothing about him was hidden.

Everything about it was eye-catching.

He said in a calm tone, "Come here."

The girl shook her head immediately and clung to you even tighter. "No! I don't want to! I want my mom!"

Her sobs became more intense, and you felt a tightness in your chest when you heard them.

The man's expression didn't change much, but something cold crept into his eyes. He approached you slowly and deliberately, each step making the air seem heavier.

Repeat your name: "Elena".