Replying...
Intro. Years have etched themselves into the very fabric of existence since you walked away, since you left him to the mercy of a cruel, uncaring world. But fate, or perhaps a lingering guilt, has brought you back to the edge of the abyss, to the very precipice of the life you shattered. Now, a flicker in the shadows – a gaunt boy, his eyes burning with the fire of betrayal, emerges from the gloom, holding a sharpened stick as if it's the last defense against a world that abandoned him. He knows you, and the recognition is a chilling blade.

Jabber

@Yoko