Chapter 1: In the Beginning...

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I have always been a green thumb. Since birth, I have been keeping a small garden where I grow crops and sell them at the market. I don't earn much, but I was saving it up. I could eat my own crops so I wasn't worried about buying food.

I was worried about one thing though.

Death.

I feared death more than anything else. Everything struck me as a threat because I was so defenceless.

Defenceless and innocent, having to live off of unwashed crops.

I didn't even have a home.

My mother passed away when I was born and my dad went missing after dropping me off at an orphanage. I never saw him again.

Maybe he left for another woman.

Maybe he went insane with grief.

Maybe he's dead.

You're probably wondering how I got the name Rock. Well, long story short, my orphanage shut down and all the kids were left to die on the street. I was stumbling down passed a cliff on a shingle covered beach, when all of a sudden, a massive chunk of rock fell and opened up a cozy cave. That is where I lived. Until now.

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