Unnamed Forest
International Lands
Kasteblum Outskirts
November 4th
Year 1054
A lone teenager strutted through the lonely concrete road of this forest, his full attention on the magazine in his hands.
He had brown hair and eyes and looked like the average guy you could find anywhere on the street.
"KYAAA!!!"
Suddenly, a scream pierced through the tranquil air and hearing this, he stopped in his tracks and looked up from his magazine.
His gaze turned, not in the direction of the scream, but to the side, at the lamp post beside him.
There were two lamp holders on it, one at the top of the pole and one on the floor beside his feet. The one on the floor, however, was broken.
Not just that one, but the next two were broken as well.
"That's three barrier stones broken. Looks like the people responsible for maintaining security here are slacking."
