Uuna: Mom, can I become a hero?

A girl with brown eyes carefully examined the procession of heroes. Her eyes were full of delight.

Alme: Of course! You can be anything you want. But you have to remember, to become a hero, you have to go through a hard way. You must understand perfectly well that the life of a hero is always under threat. The hero must help those in need and take care of those who are weaker.

Uuna listened attentively to her mother. She always dreamed of joining the hero's squad and helping him along the way. And today, on this sunny day, she will receive her destiny, like other children of her age.

For a long time, Uuna watched her parents help the heroes. Uuna's father, the blacksmith Ktom, spent every day in the forges and forged high-quality items for the heroes. Uuna dreamed of following in his footsteps, but realized that the heat of the furnaces and the melting of metals was not hers. Alma, Uuna's mother, held one of the most beautiful positions, in her opinion, she was engaged in the restoration of heroes and adventurers. Uuna wanted to engage in magical activities like her mother, but, unfortunately, she was not predisposed to magic.

Attention! The distribution of the purpose of the NPC Uun will begin in 5 minutes.

Alme: Come on, Uuna. We should hurry up if we want to catch the distribution.

Uuna only nodded her head hesitantly and looked at her father.

Uuna: Isn't Dad coming with us?

Alme: He really wanted to attend your distribution. But there is too much work. A large number of adventurers have arrived in the city. Yes, and a major raid in the dungeon very soon.

Uuna's eyes filled with sadness. She so wanted her father to be there at this moment. Alma went up to her daughter and straightened an unruly strand of hair.

Alme: Everything will be fine. Your dad will be waiting for us to return home. Come on, we can't be late.

***

The great Hall of the Shrine of Ringras was as full as ever today. A large crowd was humbly waiting for their turn. Everyone present here prayed to the goddess Ringras.

Koyo: Great Goddess of protection, patroness of our house, guide my child on his path and grant him a destiny. Let my son be useful to the heroes and let his gift be glorious.

Ros: Great Goddess of protection, patroness of our home, grant our children their destiny and protect them.

Nolad: I hope the Goddess will send great gifts to our children.

Syne: Whatever gift the Goddess sends, whatever destiny they have, they will all serve as assistants to the heroes.

Nolad: Of course, it is impossible to impose such a burden on children, but it will still be good if many receive magical purposes. Not everyone in our city is long-lived and not everyone is able to resist monsters. There are fewer and fewer heroes, and monsters are constantly being reborn at the hands of this damned Necromancer. If only the Goddess Ringras wasn't protecting him…

Syne: The plan of the Goddess is not clear to us, Nolad. The fact that she chose a Necromancer to educate heroes is really strange, but it's not for us to decide who will fulfill this great goal.

Nolad: You're right, but still…

Syne: Let's leave the arguments for later. Children are waiting for us now.

***

Alme and Uuna were standing in front of the heavy doors to the sanctuary. Uuna was clutching her mother's hand tightly from excitement and did not dare to enter. Alma felt her daughter's excitement and wanted to cheer her up. She perfectly remembered her trepidation before the distribution and understands her daughter's excitement.

Alme: Shall we enter?

Uuna tightened her grip on Alma's hand. Throwing off her excitement, she stepped forward and the doors opened. For a second, Uuna was blinded by the light of the crystals illuminating the room. She let go of her mother's hand and hesitantly entered the room. In the center of the room was an altar. Two men were standing to his left and right. The right-hand man in a simple robe and with a scar on his face. On the left is a man in white robes. Previously, Uuna had been to the shrine, but this was her first time in this room.

Alme: Guild Master Nolad. Master of the Syne.

Alme bowed to Magister Syne and stood behind him.

Syne: Uuna, my name is Magister Syne. Tell me, please, have you ever prayed to the Goddess Ringras?

Uuna: Yes.

Syne: Good. Now you need to go to the altar and start praying. Ask the Goddess to show you your destiny.

Uuna: Great Goddess of protection, patroness of our house, reveal to me my destiny.

A field of flowers suddenly appeared in the room above the altar. A second later, the vision faded into a light haze.

***

Location: The Field of the Red Witch is a field of blooming witch lilies in the west of the city of Atrak. According to legend, the Red Witch was killed by the first hero at this place.

Location: The Eternal Forest is the territory of the half-blood elves in the kingdom of Asania. The birthplace of the Necromancer.

Item: The Spear of Black Lightning is a legendary item dropped from killing a level 50 dungeon boss. It was used by the first hero to kill the Black Dragon Ithras.

Class: perfume. Type: the lower wind spirits are spirits who have fallen under the influence of dark mana. Inhabit the main dungeon of the kingdom of Asania. They guard the source of the Necromancer's power.

Character: Gadlin is the daughter of the court magician Hawn. The last queen of the Kingdom of Asania.