We have to run away quickly. Those bastards are dying to kill us. I don't even know what we did wrong. I hope they all rot.

Hey, you know that huge mountain behind our village? The adults said there's a dragon living there, but there's no way a dragon actually exists, right? Let's run away there. No one will be able to find us.

We were born in this small village. Sleepground and I were born as twins. But... our mother, who was said to be weak, died giving birth to us. So we've lived our whole lives hearing that we were the ones who devoured our parents to be born.

Life was cruel. They locked Sleepground and me in a cold, dark place, didn't feed us, beat us, abused us, and cursed at us. It was hard. We survived tenaciously. But we couldn't resist. We were too young.

However, I thought that today, January 1st of the year we turn 15, we might be able to escape this place. I thought we had grown enough.

The two of us fortunately made it out. The mountain on the night of January 1st was freezing cold. But we kept walking. As far away from the village as possible.

Then, the temperature around us dropped by about 5 degrees. And a sense of intimidation was felt. It wasn't the pressure of an ordinary mountain beast. And a voice was heard.

''Lowly things have entered my mountain, I see.''