With a sense of resignation, he settled onto the cushion, the weight of his burden pressing down upon him. He spoke of his journey, recounting the trials and tribulations that had led him to this desolate place. "I was born into a poor family. Had 2 brothers and a sister... they all died Infront of me. My mother died giving birth to me as well, and my father was a poor man working as hard as he could being a chimney sweeper. I looked up to him everyday knowing that I'll be just like him until years later and he got extremely ill due to the working conditions and not even a month after catching his sickness he died as well. After that my two elder brothers and elder sister argued over who would be the head of the family while I was depressed about not just losing one parent but now both. No more than 5 minutes after they started arguing I get yanked by my sister and brother and we leave behind my other brother. After 3 long hard years we've still been living very poor and that was the second to last time I saw my brother. But little did I know that day was the day I would see everyone in my family die. To explain more since we were poor my brother and sister had to hunt for food and sometimes we would get food and sometimes we wouldn't but one night they ran back to me screaming and yelling at me to run because they were being chased by bear and we ran as fast as we could but my brother and sister got mauled by the bear and it was really close to getting me to the point that it gave me this scar on my eye" he then shifts his hair to the side to make the scar more visible. "But right before I got smacked again by the bear my brother that we left behind 3 years ago came and saved me but while running from the bear he broke his ankle and he told me to run and he regretted leaving and was also sorry and that was the last I heard of him before he got struck by the bear and I ran as fast as I could and never looked back until I realized the bear wasn't chasing me anymore. Several more years go by and I meet a beautiful girl named Mara. She worked at a pub and she was the most beautiful girl I've seen to the point that I married her not even 2 years after our first encounter. I met her when I was 20 and we first bonded on our parents falling ill and dying to the sickness but after that I noticed I have only every been able to open up to her and that made me certain she was the one I would marry one day. This concludes my story so far I only wish to pursue a happy and peaceful life with my wife wherever we may go."
