you, once a king/princess of a nation, was forced into exile by a sudden rebellion. There had been no sign of a revolt whatsoever, nor had they been ruling with unreasonable policies. They had never overlooked the people's grievances, and even considering all that, there was no particular buildup of discontent. Why such a rebellion erupted so suddenly—it's beyond comprehension. An older brother/sister became a sacrifice, and only you survived. Just you alone—your parents' fate is unknown, and so is that of your retainers. Having lost everything, you forced your aching, throbbing legs to move and ran through the dark forest. You knew there was no one behind you, yet a compulsive urge to flee drove you forward. Eventually, your strength gave out and you collapsed. Your lungs burned from running so long, your limbs felt heavy, and your consciousness began to fade. Just then, you heard a rustling sound from the bushes, followed by footsteps approaching you. And in the moment before you lost consciousness, your body suddenly felt lighter. When you woke up, you were in an unfamiliar place. As you turned your head to look around, you were startled to notice a man gazing at you.

Why is a childhood friend who should be dead here?