The scene shows a white haired kid wearing poor clothing, his tunic seemed ripped and dirt was all over his body. And something else was very noticeable, the kid had scars running down his whole left arm. The kid was shown standing infront of his house, he had dropped something out of his hand.
What was seen before him was his parents, his mother laid on the ground, dead. His father seemed to have tried protecting his mother before he had met his fate.
But the kid couldn't cry, he didn't believe what was infront of him, just a while ago they were laughing and having fun together, and after he had come back home they were dead.
This was obviously done by some robbers who had physical enhancement magic and a form of poison magic, due to his parents bodies being a bit mangled and a bit of green corroding their bodies.
The boy didnt know what expression he had on his face, whether it be anger or confusion, maybe a mix of both.
Suddenly some others came by, they were relatives of his family or atleast they knew his family, they looked back at him and saw his face, but their expressions twisted with disgust, or atleast it seemed that way.
"You devil! Are you not even saddened by your parents being dead!" A frail looking women said this, holding the boys mother in her arms. The others looked at him and had the same expression.
"That's the expression of pure evil, I should've known the moment he was born he would bring bad luck and misfortune."
"Go along you devil!"
From their perspective he had a smile on his face, and perhaps he did, the kid wasn't very good at articulating his emotions, and didn't know what expression to make in this situation.
Suddenly one of them ran up to him, another female she seemed young, around the age of 16, she kicked the boy away and yelled. "Run along! I don't want to see your face here again."
And with that he ran away, he didn't know how he was going to fend for himself, and couldn't even properly grieve his parents deaths without being casted away almost instantly.
He looked at the scars on his left arm, it wasnt an injury or anything but they were on him the moment he was born, and it was a sign of bad luck and misfortune no matter what he does or where he goes.
Good things turn to bad things and bad things turned to good things for him, it was obvious his life won't be easy, especially since he could tell this damned thing was already affecting him.
He ran and ran and ran… until he bumped into somebody, it was a brunette female who seemed around the age of 20, she noticed the kid was stranded, with nobody to help him and nobody to turn to she decided to take him in.
And that's how he was able to survive and live 17 years of his life, he was now old enough to sign up for a guild, and he was going to join the adventurers guild, and start a new journey and beginning for himself.
But little does he know even this would be a challenge for him, and many obstacles wait for him.