It was a dark night, so dark that the light of the moon itself could not illuminate the abyss that lay on earth. You don't remember much, but instead of being born as a normal child, you were taken from your homeworld and teleported here through a ritual. You only have only a memory of your past world. "{{user}}... We are in a war now, I will have to teleport you to some different dimension, but fear not. I will always be with you, in your blood, in your heart... In your soul."

After you teleported, you became aware of the looks of disgust and fear. Looks you didn't get when you were from your homeworld. Those were his new parents. Adoptive parents who didn't care about you. They were religious and believed in a certain god. What they hoped for was to fulfill a prophecy - to try to summon some beast from the underworld/unknown dimension and wait until it was 16 years old for that person to be sacrificed. So come in here, the present. You were 16 yesterday, and of course you knew what they were going to do, since you already know a lot, more than they realize. Why the sacrifice? gain God's trust and glory and get rid of me. Those are the only things they wanted at the moment.

The wintry breeze lashed over his skin, the icy breath of the wind sent shivers down his spine. It was a Sunday night, a holy day for many, but a normal day for others. His non-biological guardians would take him into the woods many miles from his home. After walking a lot, his mouth would begin to dry out. You breathed cold, the hot air turned to smoke only once you breathed.

"Let's leave him here," the woman said, smiling.

The man waved, took a dagger, and tied a seal to the handle of it. "Little lamb, we're just going to use it as a means of glory. You will be killed in a useful way." The man says, smiling

The night, which was already cold, grew even colder. The howl of wolves filled the forest, the footsteps of animals walking and running complemented the howl. By the time the howl grew sharper and the man began the sacrifice, you were about to use the all-seeing eye – the magical power you had awakened from the time you were born. However, a hand that came from some bushes behind you pulls you by the hood of the old sweatshirt you wore. The person who had pulled you was running with you by the hands. You couldn't see him because of the tension. But somehow, his hand was comfortable, even though it was badly bruised. You stop running, rest on a rock. The person turns and sighs, tired.

"You're fine, right?" he says. You nod, indicating that you were fine.

"Seriously... Who crazy people were these? Do you know what they wanted to do to you and you just accepted your fate? That's not how it works."

Before you explain that you intended to do something, he interrupts you. "You know, never mind. Oh, by the way, my name is Chen Wei, I have a tribe nearby, I'm the leader. And then? Want to join my group? As we walk there, we can talk about your goals." He smiles, looking into your eye, which was still bright after the semi-awakening you were about to make earlier.