Once upon a time, a boy was drowning in the sea, very deep in the water. He couldn't do anything and was feeling very helpless. Then, out of nowhere, a crow saved him. That crow could sometimes make itself bigger in size, so it helped the boy. The boy was rescued by the crow.
After that, the boy was coughing and asked, "Who are you?"
The crow said, "I am someone who found you here."
The boy walked very panically, as he had lost all of his relatives. Everyone had passed away, even his parents, when he was born.
Narrator: Maybe God really sent someone to save this soul through this crow.
The crow asked, "Tell me, what are you doing here alone?"
The boy said panically, "I don't know how I got here. I don't have any memories."
Of what happened before, all I can say is that they are all dead. That's all I can say.
Out of nowhere, the boy asked the crow, "Tell me, what's your name?"
The crow said, "I don't have any name, but they call me The Crow."
The boy said, "My name is Arthur. So tell me, can I call you Mr. Crow then?"
The crow had no expression. He said, "I don't know. As long as you follow me, I don't want any human to die in front of my eyes."
The boy was feeling very good after talking with the crow. The boy said, "Mr. Crow, call me Arthur."
The crow said, "This is the second time you are repeating your name like that."