"Hazen is of age now. Why don't we marry him to Alika? I feel like they make a good match."
Hearing their discussion, Hazen went into a trance, feeling that everything was surreal, like he didn't belong to the place, as if the person they were discussing about wasn't him. His thoughts came to a halt when he heard his grandfather's voice.
"But, I don't think that's appropriate. He's…someone divine." The Village Chief said.
'Divine?' Alika's eyes widened in surprise as she felt confused. She couldn't remember much about her childhood. And after that incident in the treehouse when Hazen was six years old, he didn't express any other symptoms of being different from the rest.
The only thing unique about him was his short height and the mysterious symbol on his forehead that was also inscribed on a large stone pillar in their place of worship.
