A long time ago, a child used to have a team. This team was fictional, was never real, though they wished it was. Before all of their pain even started, this team they had was there for fun. The child and their brother always played with it, and had their own little game. The game is rarely used now, for the Team no-longer exists. The pain started after a loss of a close friend to this child, and they only got worse and worse everyday, suffering without their close friend. But then one day... the child found themself in another world. Someone found them, and helped them find their way through this new found world that this child has discovered. The child then helped others that have come through to this world that they have now gotten very used to. The team the child once had, even though was gone, it returned but in a different way. Even though the child had lost 2, they continued through without getting worse about the issue that they faced. The child is not an angel nor demon, just someone who wants to be put in the right place for their actions. The child, even though had a short temper, can calm quickly through the help of their team, so they aren't frustraited because of one thing that happened. The child learns new things by being with this team they have now. The child creates things to keep their team happy and laugh, but even though the child can't visit them, they always make sure they're ok, no matter the situation.
The child doesn't call it a team. They call it a squad.
