Disclaimer: This is a slow, zero to hero type of story. Some tags such as: Grimdark, Anti-Hero Lead, don't apply until later. And it's not perfect as I am a noobie. I make mistakes.

Undergoing intense editing****

The Oracle is the one who guides. There is a prophecy of a great evil that will rise and plunge the world to chaos… is what it said centuries ago from a tale passed down from the village.

My name is Kihet. Let me begin by saying I had enough of the tradition's laws. Other than visiting the mysterious tower once in a while, trying to sneak in, every day is a normal day. Why is a normal day bad? Because it sucks! There's no fun staying in the village! I want to be like the Oracle from a tale passed down as a famous tale and travel the world. An adventure is what I'd like!

But that's not going to happen any time soon and put an end to my peaceful days, right?