The Man Upstairs

Have you ever wondered who you were? I have. I wish I could tell you my name, but I don't have one. Never have, and probably will always be nameless. I live in a society called Downstairs, where everything is attempted perfection - everyone tries to perfect every blemish, every flaw that they see in themselves that other people see in their mirrors. Me? I am an orphan, an outcast, a street devil that has nothing to do with the world. Every time I look into my mirror I see a monster with an inked heart, a devil with a dirty body. I don't belong.
But then I meet Freyor.
He sees me differently, a way I have never seen before. We have many things in common - we are both orphans and outcasts. He is a friend, something I have never had before. He is the person who believes lives the same standards as I do and believes the same legends and myths as I do. We both believe in The Man Upstairs, the Omnipotent and All Powerful One who created Downstairs with His perfect hands. We both have what it takes to be different from everyone else.
And then Freyor offers something that would change my life forever ...