His name is Dust. Like the stuff beneath your feet, the fine layer of dirt that coats your skin and leaves it unclean. This is not his true name. It was given to him by those who found him. Those who persecute him. Those who hate him.
Despite that, although he does not know who he truly is or where he’s from, he will fight to save them even as he fights to save himself, for a darkness is growing and if it goes unchecked, it will swallow them all.