Prosperous, with good economy, many plantations, abundant vegetation, an easy and practical life existed in the city of Witto, in the kingdom of Piz, The Pacific Kingdom. At that moment, in this city, all eyes were on a boy, a teenager with a different appearance from everyone: white hair and eyes, taller than normal, who had just won a fishing competition in less than 5 minutes. Everyone was amazed, but the mayor had to hand him the prize. But the boy didn't have time, he needed to run. All people, competing fishermen, relatives and friends. He was not desperate, like anyone else, but laughing, laughing, provoking everyone, jumping everywhere, breaking everything, until a shadow appears, which stopped the boy with two fingers on his forehead. He was a tall man with long white hair and a long white beard, with glasses, thin but very strong.

- Katari! Your grandson is getting into trouble again! You will have to pay for everything! - Shouts the Mayor

- Well, you all know that I am not able to pay for all this destruction that my grandson caused - says the old man, with his fist sunk in the boy's head -, but I can tell you a good story.

Not a minute went by, everyone was gathered in a circle, with hearts instead of eyes, looking at him.