The year is 530 BC and I'm a slave of a rich man named Reno Girsh. The past couple of days have been rough with the little to no food I get but I meet someone well doing work.
"Hey what's your name" said a little girl.
"Me!" I said with a look of shock.
"Yes, what's your name" She said with anger because she had to repeat herself.
"Oh, sorry my name is Husk Arish" I said.
"Nice to meet you my name is Kilo Dios" Kilo Said.
After our chat I learned that she was 9-years old just like me. I also noticed that my heart was acting weird, but I thought nothing of it.