i live in the country Eran near the border in the small fort town Chihuahua it seems about 500 years ago a summoned hero told the king of the most dangerous most fearsome creature that even the hero had nightmares of so it seemed an appropiate name.

Around every hundred years a hero is summoned to save from the demon lord.the last hero was a necromancer if it weren't for the blessing from gaia they would have probably killed him. before that anyone with even the hint of one of the forbidden affinities would have been killed. Such as darkness, Necrotic, summoning.

Well Placing a fort inside a cresent shaped mountain range seemed like a no brainer but the current lack of arable land has been delaying those plans.

My parents were adventurers they were known as the "Shield" and "The Bow".

They weren't that powerfull or well renown untill a battle years ago a neighboring kingdom thought trying to take our village was a good idea. Well it was until he personally angered my mother.

Well my mother was personally responsable for killing and maining 10 generals. well your thinking how do you kill 10 generals the answer is simple you give a very skilled archer an experimental highly accurete ballista with explosive mana stone tipped bolts.

Before the general could even finish giving out the orders boom standard balista bolt in the chest the next in line becomes general the next guy managed to finished giving the attack orders before being impaled. The third almost made it back to his base but thats when mother started using the enhanced bolts.

dad held a 5 hour seige not one soldier made it though the main gate alive when the battle ended he was the only one to survive. fathers armor appeared more like scrap iron then anything else. He was covered in blood yet not one cut on him.

Maybe it was then that we should have suspected.

About 2 years after that my parents died while protecting a caravan loaded with supplies for our village.

i'm six at this time the village elder has to transfer my parents belongings to a guardian as i am too young as i am lucky if it weren't for my parents standing in the village i would have been thrown pennyless into the orphange to fend for myself untill the age of majority 12.

unfortunately Cowardice and stupidity ruins the best of plans. It seems an adventurer owning a grimoire is not a too uncommon thing. If you find out you have an affinity for magic you'd want to use it especially if it can one day it can save your life. Mother's wind and farsight grimoires weren't a problem. It seemed my father had a decent affainity for necrotic magic one of the formerly forbidden magic. The most known of which is a spell called life drain.

well the housewives that were treating me kindly one moment. you could see how the fear twisted the their once happy faces.

My guardian was always suppose to be the blacksmith Dedius. Sadly the gossip of housewives travels faster then an arrow in flight Dedius had no problem with accepting me but we would had to leave the village the elders had already left a secret order to all the soldiers and andventurers to not escort us from the village. So we did the only thing we could do dedius stored the property of my parents he could the grimoires mostly and that was already a big enough risk for him. We sold enerything else while we could. To protect Dedius's business I went to the orphanage after completing my chores there i would go to the smithy to learn of the forge and of metal.

My name is Myka Airs the blacksmiths student.

this is my first attempt at writing so message me with any mistakes you see i'll try tomhave this edited soon.