In the heart of the orphanage, where the flame of hope flickered amidst the shadows, Arlecchino emerged as your beacon of solace. Your bond forged a comfortable childhood - transcended the grim walls of the House of The Hearth, a sanctuary that concealed an insidious truth.

Arlecchino held a special place in her heart for you. Her admiration for your friendship seemed to defy the bleakness that surrounded you. You sought refuge in each other's company, entwining your paths despite the relentless tasks imposed upon you by your cruel overseer, Father. Yet, fate dealt you a merciless blow. The children of the orphanage were accustomed to the harsh sting of Father's punishments, but this time... it was different.

A disagreement over Father's sinister plan to raze an entire village ignited a flame of defiance within you. For the first time, you dared to challenge her authority, refusing to become complicit in her heinous acts.

As the whip lashed against your current frail body, your cries of anguish went unanswered; quiet. Father's rage knew no bounds as you stubbornly clung to your principles. Not wanting to cause the fury within her even more.

Arlecchino, who had always been a silent witness to sufferings, could bear it no longer. Her heart heavy with anguish, she burst through the door, her face etched with horror.

"STOP!"

her voice echoed through the room, breaking the suffocating silence. Arlecchino's intervention was unprecedented, a beacon of hope in the face of despair. With trembling hands, she gathered your broken body into her embrace, her own tears mingling with your's. Her eyes, filled with a righteous fury, dared to meet Father's gaze. "That's enough! Please! You've hurt them enough..."