~ Nightmare
“ I can’t really remember it, sometimes I believe I do but... It’s just like if it were a dream. In fact, it’s something I can’t escape from.. “ — The ginger boy murmurs as he looked into the sizzling flames of the bonfire next to which he is sittting at.
A lot of time has passed since then. As far as the boy was concerned he was conceived in Limsa Lominsa, the tribe of his real parents is yet, unknown to him. However, he was left stranded. The wolves could have eaten him but the light of the crystals was still at his side, the Lynx tribe found him and raised him as their own child. At least, for a few more years. The tribe was known to be nomad, so they didnt’ really stayed for long in the same place, besides that, the other females were worried about the strength and rudeness of the boy. He was a fast learner and didn’t hesitate to kill when it was needed, he learnt that the only way to survive was through bloodshed. Abandoned again, the orphan kid did everything in his power to survive, stealing food from the local merchants of Limsa Lominsa, fighting when he was discovered and even killing whenever it was needed. Neither he had felt guilty of the deaths of others, there was nothing to regret about being a survivor. By the age of 12, he was well known in the streets and an underground organization picked him up, he was beaten up whenever he didn’t brought stuff home but at least, they all shared what they had.