loved her and she loved him. They were the perfect couple, they completed each other. Like two parts of a once-broken medallion. But then, one day something that would bring great joy as well as great sorrow happened.

The woman became pregnant.

What would they do now? The man had almost no money; he had gambled it all away. The woman had some, but it wasn’t much and certainly not enough to support a family. What were they going to do? For some time they were in great despair and the man eventually did what he could to turn it all around. He gambled. He gambled with the last amount of money that he had. And for the first time in his career, he actually won. It was no extremelyfat profit, but it was big enough to afford them a small house in another region. Why travel to another region? Well, as the man had put it back then, “This will be the perfect opportunity to start things anew”. The woman had agreed with him, and thus they set sail for Cinnabar Island.

All was well and good; the man got a job at the Cinnabar Gym and started earning enough to give the couple a stable economy, and eventually a wedding. Shortly after they were wed, the woman gave birth to the man’s child. It was a boy and he was christened Irwin. However, the happiness didn’t last long after that. In a volcanic eruption, the man was killed. Just like that, in a few seconds. Instead