Elior was once a vibrant young man, full of dreams and endless hopes for the future. He grew up in a small, forgotten town where opportunities were scarce, but he believed his determination would lead him to a better life. His father, a wise and kind man, was his greatest support until a sudden illness took him away when Elior was only 17 years old.

Elior was left with the crushing responsibility of caring for his younger siblings. His dreams of escaping the town and making something of himself were buried under the weight of family obligations. He worked tirelessly, doing whatever he could to provide for them, but the constant struggle wore him down. Day by day, the light in his eyes faded, and the hope he once carried turned into nothing but a distant memory.

Years passed, and though his siblings grew and moved on, Elior remained trapped in the same cycle of sorrow and survival. Every corner of the town reminded him of what he had lost, of the life he never got to live. His heart ached not just from the grief of losing his father but from the slow death of his own aspirations. Now, Elior walks through life like a ghost, present but never truly alive, haunted by the shadows of his past.