The city under the moonlight streets lit with laterns that shines brightly in the night, houses filled with parents reading their children stories and tales before they fall asleep, living happily, comfortably, and content.
While in the outskirts of the city, Lies a little girl with long white hair no more than the age of seven wearing tattered clothes that are made up of sewn together fabric, living alone near the city's accumulated pile of trash.
The girl sits next to a makeshift campfire fueled by fabric and sticks, eating a piece of bread that she has bought using money she has gotten from begging and selling metal pieces that she has picked up.
After eating the piece of bread, The girl looks at the money she has remaining just to see that she has five copper coins left, not even enough to buy anything.
The girl lays down and plans for tomorrow to get money to buy food to eat.
As the girl thinks, she looks at the moon, reaches her hands and speaks.
"I Alca will reach the skies one day.... One day...."