Alongside the dirty broken road a young small boy was slowly walking the road. The boy had brown hair, blue colored eyes, beige skin and he wore nothing but rags.
His right hand held an old stick supporting him. He used the stick as a cane, because his legs didn't have enough strength to carry his light weight.
He was a nobody he had no family, no friends and no power, he was alone; The only thing he could describe as his own was his weak body and his stick.
Feeling the dirty uneven ground with his barefoot.
The boy slowly walked across the dirty street filled with other people like him: useless and weak.
The only thing most other people had that he didn't was a family or at least a person they could call friend.
He looked at the others with tired eyes; His stomach began to growl, but he had nothing to eat, while they at least some energy bars, left by the government.
The food supplies that the government provided, at the beginning of the week, were already emptied before he got the chance to get something no crumb was left behind for him to take.
After some time he arrived at his 'home', at least the closest thing he could call a home.
A single room at in a side street with no windows and the door was just a piece of cloth, the same thin material his 'clothes' were made of.
Looking at it a weak raspy sigh escaped the boys mouth.
He went inside and lied down giving his legs the needed rest, his hands holding his 'cane' tightly.
He closed his eyes, not because he wanted, because he was tired.
It was silent, after some time the boy could hear his slow heart beat.
Listening to his own heartbeat the boys consciousness slowly drifted away, before he could fall asleep it suddenly got louder.
"Monsters!"
"Run!"
"Help me!"
"My Child, please help my child!"
The boys eyes shot open. He got up as fast as he could. His Heartbeat fastened.
Before he could think about anything several people ran past his home.
He began to walk faster, as fast as he could, leaving his house.
Before he even could register anything he was already on the ground, his head ringing.
'Damn...'
He opened his eyes looking around he saw that people were running away from the main street, more accurately they were fleeing from something.
Finally seeing why the other people were running, the boy also began to panic, it was a monster.
Before the boy could make out any details he tried to stand up and run away, to no avail.
In his attempt to run the boys leg gave out falling down, he didn't know why, maybe because his body was weak or maybe because he didn't have any energy.
'Damn it, these stupid legs.'
Looking behind him he saw the monster, in the short time he saw the monster he identified it as a wolf, a big wolf with black fur.
Before he could make out any real details, the wolf lunged at him.
The wolf now being closed, stretched his claws out to scratch the boy.
The young boy instinctively closed his eyes and covered his face with huis hands and stick.
Before he could feel the sharp claws of the wolf, he felt the wind rushing past him feeling a cool breeze on his body.
"Are you alright, little man?" said an ambiguous voice, neither man nor woman.
Opening his eyes he, who was being princess carried, saw a person with a black head cover with a screen on top of where their face should be, a completely black outfit with grey padding and many small pockets.
Before the boy could give him an answer, the person began to talk.
"That's another person saved, really cool right guys?"
Not knowing who this mysterious Person was talking to the boy, unbeknownst to him, looked confused.
The Person seeing his face answered him in a happy tone.
"Don't worry I'm not crazy, I'm just streaming everything that happens here and helping people, but most of the time I just do parkour."
Tapping on their mask there was a red dot blinking, indicating that they were recording.
"My name is Speedrunner, I'm an Awakened who streams parkour, I help people in need and sometime fight the chaos creatures, if they are weak enough"
Before Speedrunner put him down, he felt that Speedrunners arms were shaking.
The boy was confused he wasn't that heavy, an awakened should be able to carry him without a problem.
After letting the boy down, they disappeared from the boys field of view.
Looking around the boy saw that he was on top of a building not so far away from his home.
Hearing the screams of other people made the boy look, seeing how the people he saw while taking his stroll run and scream made him shudder.
Some people couldn't make it and lay on the street, their blood painting the street a new color.
Suddenly he saw Speedrunner pick one person after another saving many more, seeing how fast the streamer could move he was jealous.
Not particularly about the awakened speed but more so the fact that their legs had no problem moving like that.
After some while the boy saw how Speedrunner began to attack the smaller wolfs, more accurately big wolfs which were just a bit smaller than the rest.
The fast awakened used their legs to attack the wolfs.
The monsters got knocked down after a couple of hits, but they didn't disappear meaning that they were not dead.
Speedrunner seemed to have no time to finish the monster off, unless he wanted to be attacked instead.
Speedrunner took down a couple of more wolfs, before they jumped on top of a building sitting down vanishing from the boys view.
A couple seconds later the awakened stood up and tapped the site of his head cover were their ear should be.