Kirimito was born into a world as his parent had abandoned him. Forced upon the task of keeping his sister and himself alive he started the work forced at an early age. The abandon house Kirimito resided at was of cracked dark red brick. Vines grew on the side of the house. The two story home had broken windows as a light draft would blow in and flicker the candle. Kirimito lounged on the chair in the darkness of where the candlelight could not reach as he stared out the window. The fog was dense on this gloomy night as the rain fell from the dark sky. His cough echoes through the empty home. Growing ill by the minute, he made his way over to