I was born in the Kingdom of Haense in a small house.
I lived a happy childhood with affectionate parents at my side, and I had no brothers or sisters.
I had a lot of friends, but the most special one was John we were almost brothers. I studied at a local school, and I was getting good grades. My mom got really sick so I dropped out of school, despite all our efforts, my mother died. My father and I were very sad but we stayed together.
At the age of 21, my father died while hunting. I was lost but my friend, John, asked me to join the Brotherhood of Saint Carl to forget all the sorrows.
I was 30 years old when I and my friend John were out for a break, and we started a campfire when a strong wind came and burned at least four trees, the fire made a line dividing me and John, unfortunately, he died, I watched that horrible moment, the pain, the screams... I shouted. Some people appeared and pulled out the fire. I was very sad, so I dropped the army and applied for a job at a small store. On that day, I went to the Crunch of Canon to find hope and I felt a little better.
Now I want, again, to join the army.
