Sota Yuki

He doesn't have a birth certificate or a family tree. His earliest memory isn't a lullaby; it’s the sound of a thunderstorm in a concrete alleyway. Abandoned so young he never learned his given name, he grew up as a "ghost" in the cracks of a harsh city. The Survival: He didn't beg for scraps; he outran the stray dogs for them. He spent his childhood moving through industrial shipyards and library basements, teaching himself to read from discarded technical manuals and philosophy books. The Self-Baptism: At age twelve, tired of being "Hey you," he chose a name for himself based on two characters sota and yuki, both from different origins ofcourse