November 5, 2035.
Viktor was on a quiet mission, he had just entered a dungeon with a group from the guild, the elite of it, and now they were hunting field monsters.
That is, monsters that were outside the dungeon. They were quietly clearing an area, and a call came to Viktor.
"Yovhp?did something happen?"(Viktor).
"You have to return home in less than 8 days."(Yovhpall).
"And stay here until the 20th at least."(Yovhpall).
"Don't worry so much, it's nothing bad. But it is very important."(Yovhpall).
"Can you at least tell me what it is?"(Viktor).
"It's my birthday present for you."(Yovhpall).
"I don't like birthdays. Nor do I like presents for birthdays."
"Then take it as a gift for your efforts."(Yovhpall).
"But you have to accept it. And for my people, by custom, these gifts are given on birthdays."(Yovhpall).