After Finn had survived three years in the hell of the military, he was finally allowed to return home.

Thanks to a peace agreement signed by all countries, peace had prevailed on Unas and the world for many years now.

Luckily, Finn and the other children never had to be deployed, as the war ended before they finished their training.

Still, he and the others didn't know how they would get back to their families.

Fortunately, the military brought them there.

When he arrived in the slums of Kaisan, he didn't know what to make of it.

Although he had few memories of his time before the army, he felt that the situation in his homeland had deteriorated.

In his military uniform, he seemed completely out of place here.

Everywhere it reeked of sewage.

Homeless people lay around, more dead than alive.

It didn't feel at all like he was back home.

...

And yet, he had a sense of recognition.

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Even if only to a small extent, he felt a connection to this place.

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After asking around the slums for a while, he finally stood in front of his home.

It was just a simple corrugated iron shack, but he sensed it was the right place.

Hesitantly, he entered his home.

He would finally see his family again.

...

But it was empty.

The hut was abandoned.

And not just since yesterday.

This was definitely the place where he had grown up.

Where he had lived before the Kasaka military had torn him from his family.

Despair slowly took hold of him.

Was this it?

Had he hoped all these years for a reunion with a family that no longer existed?

He sank to his knees.

His gaze drifted into emptiness.

What had he been living for until now?

...

Then he heard a faint clinking and rattling behind him.

He turned around hopefully.

But it wasn't his family he had hoped for.

Just another stinking drunk homeless man, slowly limping into the hut, looking for a place to sleep off his intoxication.

The man looked at him briefly and muttered something barely understandable.

"Hmblrgh! ... It's him... back again... that son!"

Finn listened intently.

"What... did you just say?"

The man ignored him and lay down in a shady corner.

Finn could hardly believe what had just crossed his mind.

Could this dirty homeless man be... his father?

"Is... Is that you?... Dad?" he asked in a trembling voice.

The man remained motionless.

He just kept muttering strange things.

But this time Finn could understand him better.

"He just left us... Because of him she died! She killed herself because of him. Because of him. Because of him! BECAUSE OF HIM!"

Suddenly, the man screamed wildly and threw an empty bottle at him, which shattered against the wall.

"BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU KILLED HER! IT WAS YOU!" he shouted at him.

Finn couldn't take it anymore.

He ran away.

He didn't look back.

Away from the slums.

Away from Kaisan.

Away from... everything