Fleton stared at the horizon as he told Axel about his past.
"It was a decade ago," he informed. "I never met my parents, so I lived with a group of bandits. I thought I've found my place, but I was wrong. My so-called comrades sold me to authorities, blaming their crimes solely upon me."
"That's must be rough..." Axel commented.
"I escaped from all of them and traveled alone until I realized: I have nothing to trust nor a place for me in this world. That's until I met him."
[Flashback: Fleton’s Past; Fleton’s Perspective and View]
When I (Fleton) was sitting at the edge of a cliff. Below me was the ocean itself. I was staring at the sinking sun on the horizon, ready to end my miserable life with a flintlock.
I placed the barrel right on my head and prepared to pull the trigger. At t
