She could not remember what inspired or incited her dreams or when they started, but Mylene had been admiring the shape of the sword.
Dreaming herself inside a battlefield like her brave father had done. foreseeing herself triumphantly standing in front of countless corpses caused by a swing of her sword.
Mylene admired the greatness of her father as well. The stories and sagas that her father brought every time he returned from the battlefield.
The way her respected father bravely fought his enemies in his narration gradually woven the mind of a little girl to follow the path of her father—the path of becoming a courageous knight.
As early as five years old, Mylene had begun sharpening her sword with the guidance of her father. pursuing to achieve her dreams like every little child does.
