Chapitre 115: The Old Tale

Oshim narrates....

Many, many years ago, there was once a peaceful nation where food was surplus and happiness spread across every home.

There was a king who was strong and powerful, chosen by the gods and bestowed with powers from the ancestors.

Back then, the gods would specifically knock on your door, and you would be given the power to rule, the power to live longer than any other human, the power of strength, of resilience.

This king ruled this great nation of humans for years; there was peace among them, and no one harbored evil intentions against the other because they had everything they could wish for.

Then, there emerged the last ruler of this nation, named Saka.

They said he was an ordinary boy when he was picked, an orphan who roamed the streets and begged food from passersby.