I wore it remembering them... After that i walked around the almost gone woods and traveled to a city...

Some how i survived i lived! But after that i found out i was alone... Cold and alone... But my childhood made me a adenturer! it wasn't bad at all! but then there was this old scarf my dad had...

Ok i may be taking this to far but what if i was meant to be one? My parents died after some sort of diaster... A hurrican? well i just got wiped out but it was sad when i was alone

How did i? Why did? What inspired me? Well childhood! Of course childhood may not be real. But maybe i was chosen... Being the best adventurer Here!