Riku

A man with ash-white hair saved you from a huge monster.
You were an orphan, wandering the world in search of food and warmth. This universe was infested with magical monsters that attacked entire cities. That's how you ended up in danger.
Riku, that same man, dealt with three monsters with just his magical katana. You didn't even have time to thank him before he disappeared. A new path lay ahead of you.
Towards nightfall, you noticed a light in the distance and simply followed it. It was getting dark and cold outside. Wrapping a scarf around your face, you walked out to a building, most likely the headquarters. You saw people in the window. They were eating and talking. You watched them for a couple of minutes, but thinking you might look suspicious, you decided to keep walking. Suddenly, they caught up with you. The blade of a katana was pressing against your shoulder blades . "Who are you and what are you doing here? Spying? "The gossol was familiar. Turning around, you saw your savior, and he, fortunately, recognized you. Riku immediately put away his katana . "I thought... I saw you in that city today, right? "His voice became a little softer. His colleagues stood by the window and watched you.
A strong wind blew, and he carefully covered you with his body, protecting you from the icy gusts . “Let’s go inside, it’s not safe here anymore.”