A man walks into a forest carrying a backpack with some wood and food

The man notices glowing light on the forest floor, covered in plants and walks towards it. The vines surrounding this strange light disappear as he approaches. When he gets close enough to clearly see the light for what it is, he sees the form of a human child curled in a ball. The man stops in confusion. Who in their right mind would abandon a child in a forest known to be filled with beasts? (The answer to this question is no one in their right mind would, but who cares about that.)

"I suppose I should take this child to the orphanage, huh" the man murmured to himself.

So he does what any "sane" man would do. He drops the child into his backpack without care and heads for the path to the nearest town. The town the path leads to is a rather large town for the area. The market is still crowded even though the Sun had long ago gone down.

The man arrives at a large wooden building after twenty minutes of walking. The door opens with a creak and an old woman at the front desk welcomes the man with a placid smile.

"Hello there, young man. Are you here for adoption or the Lost and Found System?"

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"Lost and Found..." The man replied gruffly after a beat.

"Now would that be drop off or pick up?" the crone responded with the same fake placid smile.

"Drop off."

"Is that so..? Where is the young one than?" inquired the old lady, not seeing the puff of silver hair inside the man's backpack.

The man calmly reaches over his shoulder and drops the bag with the child inside of it down on the desk.

"Oh."

The man stares expectantly at the women as if expecting something.

"Is something wrong?"

The man than points at the newest poster on the walls that says "Reward for bringing in a lost child. Limited time only!"

"Ahh, yes. I forgot we did that, hold on one minute." The lady than opens a drawer in her desk and pulls out a single silver coin. She than hands it to the man who walks out content after receiving his reward.

"Hello there young one. My name is Madam Delia. Depending on your situation this may be a passing encounter for you, or you will be seeing a lot of me in the future." The Madam scoops up the silver haired child into her arms. "Alright then, lets put you with the others…"

The madam carries the child into a small room filled with a wide variety of children, both in age and ethnicity. Some are dressed in nice clothing, it's obvious that they won't be staying here long. Others are in rags, obviously abandoned. Perhaps some never had anyone to be abandoned by.

A poster on the wall shares the information that children not claimed within 72 hours would be placed in the orphanage system.

The door closes with a click and the room falls dark.