Steve awoke in bed, it was morning he must've spent the night there. Steve got up and walked around, he saw an oldman sitting in a chair in some type of kitchen area. "Good morning." The old man said. "G-good morning." Steve was nervous because the old man looked tough. "So you're the one who saved me." Steve took a sit on the opposite side of the table. "Yeah, I was going to a fishing spot, when I saw you getting attacked." The old man took a sip of mushroom stew. Steve found the old man strange, why would he go fishing in the middle of the night, was he that strong? "Anyways, I know who your father is." Steve's eyes widened. "You knew my father!?" Steve stood up. "Yep, me and him used to be war buddies, have you heard of the Nether War?" The old man asked. "I vaguely remember hearing about it, but I haven't spoken to anyone in a while." "Well, me and him were both in the Nether war. Being in the Nether was the worst time of my life, it was a constant fight for survival and lots of people died, but when we finally closed the Nether Portal I was the happiest I had ever been." The old man let out a grin. "Also my name is Gotoh." Gotoh put his hand out towards Steve to shake. Steve shook his hand. "When was the last time you saw my father?" Steve asked. "Hmm, about 7 years ago he visited me and said I would never see him again. Shortly after that He and his wife disappeared." Steve sat back down in his seat. He looked defeated, he was hoping he could get information on if his parents were still alive, but no luck. "Well thanks for telling me." Steve smiled. "I have to get back to Kvatch." Steve got up. "Hold on, let me teach you some things before you go." Gotoh smiled.