Gavants Village
"Yawnnnn, Honey, wake up, it's morning already."
Lucien Vale wake up in the early morning and waking up Haley, his beloved wife by stroking her cheek gently to continue their daily life as usual, as Lucien is a lumberjack in the village.
"Hmmm, Okay dear. I'll go prepare our breakfast. Can you wake up the kids for me?".
Haley wake up and ask Lucien for favor. The gentle voice asking for his favor soothe his mind as one of the pillar of the family.
"Okay."
Lucien agree as he lean forward kissing Haley's forehead before heading of downstair after wearing his usual work attire.
Lucien open the door to his children bedroom and yelled.
"Itza!! Ria!! Wake up!! It's morning already! Go downstair. Your mom is preparing our breakfast."
"EH! What? What? Ouh, father. It's morning already? Just when I have a good dream. Bummer....."
Itza looked down sadly as he said to his father.
"Hmmmm.....just a bit more...sleepy....."
Ria said as she drift back to sleep. However, it's too bad. Her elder brother shake her body, waking her up from her sleep.
"Gyahhhh!!! Stop! Stop! I'm awake!
"Blehhhh"
Itza sticking his tongue, provoking her.
"Let's go, Dad and Mom is waiting."
Itza pull her little sister soft hand, guiding her to downstair alongside Lucien who is amused by his children antics.
DiningTable
"Breakfast ready!"
Haley serve the family bread slices alongside with some steamed potatoes for the breakfast. Although it is just a humble food, they are satisfied eating together.
After finishing the foods, Lucien prepared to go to the woods, carrying his trusted old axe and some dry meat as rations.
"I'll go now. Itza, take care of your sister!"
"Return safe, dear. I'll be waiting for you."
Haley tiptoed to kiss her husband's cheeks, wishing him safe in the woods.
"I will Haley...Bye!"
Along the way to the woods, he heard two men gossiping to each other.
"Do you know that, Argan City fall yesterday." said the the 1st man
"Seriously! Damn it. That damn cult really are overbearing. This is concerning, although our village are far from the Argan city, the cult are unpredictable. I hope our monarch will do something about this." said the 2nd man anxiously and concerningly.
"True. I hope no calamity fall into our village. I have been living here comfortably for 20 years now. We can only pray." said the 1st man.
Although Lucien halt her foot to hear the two mens' conversation, he shrug it off thinking it is just a rumour. Besides, Argan CIty are far away from the Gavants Village.
"Hmmmmm, got to be careful in these woods. Feral beast has increase lately. Hopefully, I don't need to use my axe other than cutting woods. Lets see, which tree can be cut down today."
Lucien expertly search for suitable tree. There he found an oak tree, matured enough to be cut as he estimate the circumference of the tree.
"This tree can do. That brewer will be happy with this oak wood to make his wine barrel."
Lucien continue chopping the tree down and turn it into logs to be carried by his makeshift trolley.
Gavants Village
Itza is walking through the street searching for old man Kyle's Blacksmith.
"There it is, Grandpa Kyle! are you there!?"Bang!!!!
Itza barge into the door yelling for old man Kyle. Kyle were shocked from the loud bang from the door being barge open by Itza.
"You brat!!!!!! Don't barge the door! Haven't you learned to open the door properly! what use of the handle if you barge onto the door!." He sigh deeply. "So, what do you want little brat? an errand from Haley?" Kyle facial soften gradually. He has far being too accustomed with Itza's behavior.
"Nope! Grandpa Kyle! can you make me a sword!? I want to use it to practice to be a warrior!" Itza standing there proudly as he put his hand on his waist, puffing his chest to show his "radiance".
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! You brat, a warrior!? HAHAHAHAHAHAH". Kyle laugh heartily.
"Hey! don't laugh at me! I'm strong! I can be a warrior!". Itza yell at Kyle poutingly.
"Fine....Fine.....Grow up some height and I might forge you a real sword! For now, you are just too small to wield a sword.". Kyle said warmly albeit smiling at Itza dreams. He move away from the forge and then take a small wooden sword. "Here take it, for now you can use this wooden sword to fulfill your imagination. HAHAHAHAHA! But be careful okay. Don't get hurt. Your mom would be sad if that were to happen."
"Thanks, Grandpa!!!" Itza snatch it from Kyle's hand and run towards the door. "I'll be careful with it."
"Brat...." Kyle shake his head and back to hammering the anvil.
Itza run happily to the apple tree on the meadow near the village farm. "Finally! I have a sword. Now the mighty Itza will save the world!" Swoosh! Swoosh! Itza swing sword under the tree drowning in his imagination.
The dawn is nigh. "Better go home now before Mom scold me." Itza grip his sword and cling it onto his body before running back home. However, he were stopped by a black hooded man.
"Kid, what are you doing here late with a sword?" that man said with an erratic voice, grinning at Itza, although Itza can't see the man's face hidden under the hood.
"hmmm.....Who are you? I'm just training to be a warrior here....." Itza feel said anxiously. The man's voice were scary for a little child like him. "I'm going back home now." Itza grip his sword harder and run back home leaving that man far away. However, the hooded man suddenly appear in front of him. "Where are you going little kid?"
"Ahhhhhh, what!? How? I just leave you just now....How did you appear in front of me....Just who are you.....Why are you stopping me!?" Itza scream at the hooded man in fear and anxiety travelling across his blood facing an unknown in front of him.
The hooded man extend his arm onto Itza face. " Come, lets the divinity embrace yourself.". A sliver of light shone onto the hooded man face, showing his devilish smile. Itza only stood in fear as he see that man's arm reaching out his face.