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Many years ago, a man lost his way in one of the nine mountains located in the outskirts of the island of magic's wealth.
He was a normal merchant person, someone that had only come to this island for trade and to earn some new fortune.
He was with a group of mercenaries when he arrived in these mountains rumoured to have contained a variety of natural treasures and resources, in search of a particular thing that was extremely popular at that moment: Moonlight Lilies.
"Hmm? Moonlight Lilies? You mean these green flowers?"
"Shuuuu. Don't interrupt the story."
"Ah, sorry…"
He was no special man when it came to fighting with the strong beasts that roam these mountains, but he was certainly a smart individual.
He had money, but he was still not wealthy enough to have owned any property on this unique island. He was an independent dreamer that wanted to live a life of comfort just like any human would desire.
