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As a child, Nefael grew up in the urban glamor of Minas Tirith. His parents were traders at a nearby bazaar. They were stabbed and robbed before his eyes when he was 9 years old. A homeless child who is tangled under the feet of the natives does not arouse sympathy, which is why the little boy was left to himself, depending on the grace of the passers-by. Already at such a young age Nefael experienced hunger, violence and human insensitivity. However, one day, asking passersby for food, he met an old man who passed an orphan and threw him under the feet of 15 pieces of silver. The old man's face, however, did not show any compassion or any other emotions. The old man's gesture, however, did not go unnoticed. 9 years old with a pouch full of silver is an easy booty for town looters. Nefael, unsuspecting, immediately set off for the bazaar to buy something to eat. 5 coins for one apple seemed a good price to the boy, but in reality he was cheated by a fruit trader who, on the ignorance of the boy, got rich by a one-day slogan. Night was approaching, and Nefael, seeking refuge as usual in the nooks and crannies of the streets of the big city, was being watched. The boy walked faster and faster, not even knowing where he was going, because he had nowhere to run. Turning around the corner of one of the buildings, he appeared to be a figure of a tall, masked man. His naked torso was decorated with tattoos that looked like the face of a demon who looked straight into the boy's eyes. Nefael was petrified with fear, he did not know what a mysterious character wanted him. Suddenly, the same old man emerged from behind the man who gave the boy silver pieces. The old man asked in a hoarse voice, "Nefael, do not you ever feel fear again?" The little boy was confused and scared to death, he felt he could not refuse. Without a word, he nodded, nodded. The old man replied, "Come with me." The next day, the boy was gone, there was no more orphan around the legs, begging passers-by for a piece of bread. As if it melted in the air.
Twenty years later, a mysterious man came to the city. His pale snow-like complexion mistakenly suggested that he did not come from the area. The man on the way, passing through the bazaar, stopped at a fruit merchant. Moments he thought about his choice, then he took one apple before the old merchant could reach the word, the man replied, "I know the price," and then he threw 5 pieces of silver on the merchant's counter. The puzzled old man was speechless. A moment later, with astonished eyes, he watched the mysterious figure disappear in the crowd and that's when he remembered the boy he had seen 20 years ago.