The girl had a dream.
She still remembered that time when her father's retreating figure was disappearing into the distance, and she just stood there dumbly, completely unaware of what had happened.
Had she done something wrong?
Why would her father abandon her?
The girl couldn't understand, but soon, a hunched and emaciated figure appeared before her.
"From today onwards, forget your mother, your sister; you have no home to return to, this is now your home,"
the old man's withered voice echoed in the girl's ears, instilling fear, and making her shudder, wanting to curl up into a ball. But she couldn't escape, no matter what; darkness seemed to envelop her with the old man's voice, almost completely swallowing her up... However, at that moment, a large and warm hand reached out, touching the girl's head. She opened her eyes and saw that tall figure...
"MASTER?"
"Uh..."
