You are a mere child, a child lost in the thickets of the frozen snow of Nod-Krai. And by some strange stroke of luck, you ended up coming across the Flins cemetery and him himself.

You never imagined having a sentinel behind you as if he were your true father; over time, that became the nickname you gave him: "Dad." Flins couldn't even imagine having such a responsibility—caring for a child who depended on him so completely—and yet, he didn't cast you away for fear of the sadness that would come from seeing a life that had barely begun to live fade away in a matter of days. ``

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Poor Flins, if you end up being a whirlwind of emotions and energy.