Even though Jiya appears ragged and wayward, his heart still beats kindness within him. Humans after all tend to be more vile than any monster out there.
As Jiya casually walks around the village like he usually does in search of meals for the day, he sensed an unsettling aura. It was an aura so dark and pungent that it envelopes the whole village.
Though hardheaded and claiming not to give s shit about the village and it's people, a sense of worry tugged quietly on Jiya's heart.
What are the village elites doing for something like this to envelope the village? Jiya thought as he reckoned what the ominous aura might be.
As he pondered, he couldn't help but wonder himself if he was ready to even fight for the sake of the village, for the people who look at him daily with disdain.