Years had passed, and life had changed so much for him. From the small Pitfall Town to now walking in the corridors of power with his head held high. Being respected and valued by powerful men and women, kings and queens—the Pope.
Once known as Dungface, now Zeke, had seen more in his life than any other commoner would have imagined in their entire lifetime. He knew he wasn't very smart, and certain things were very challenging, such as complex decision-making. Hence, the name Dungface was awarded to him by the people of the town, not only for his usage as the common odd-jobs guy but also for his lack of wit.
Yet, for some reason, life as a Knight felt as if it was made for him. All he had to do was follow the instructions to the teeth, and for that, he was always praised. If ordered to train and repeat an exercise, he did it until he collapsed from exhaustion. If ordered to practice swinging the sword, he did it until no dummies were left.
