Prologue — The End of a Hero
The sky wept ashes.
Amidst the ruins of Valyria, the last wall of humanity, the hero who saved the world fell… alone. The dried blood on his golden armor no longer shone. His eyes, once
The world has forgotten its name.
Only ashes remain.
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Chapter 1 — A Boy, A Bear and a Jar of Ashes.
— "You're saying that… this is all that's left of the legendary hero?" Kael whispered, looking at the small ceramic pot in his hands.
It was ugly. Cracked. With a loose wooden lid. And yet it gave off a faint heat, as if something inside it was still burning.
— Yuuuup — replied Urg, the three-meter-tall talking bear, while gnawing on a turnip as if it were the most normal thing in the world.. — And now he is your responsibility.
— but why me?!
— Because his will said, "Give my ashes to the idiot who stumbles upon the gate of the Mist Guild on Tuesdays after it rains."
Kael's eyes widened.
— I tripped… yesterday…
— It was Tuesday.
Kael sighed. He was jobless, homeless, and now… with a jar of ashes from a dead hero? This had to be a cosmic joke.
But that night, when the full moon illuminated his tavern room, the pot glowed. And a voice echoed in his mind:
— "You me Load, Boy. Now it's your turn to fight."
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