It was just after Hestia's fiftieth failure to recruit someone into her Familia.
Her shoulders drooping, she happened to see the back of someone who looked lonely.
Judging from his build from behind, he was human. The thin, white-haired boy was
wandering around the city with drooping shoulders, just like her.
Hestia was interested, so she decided to follow him for a while.
She hid in the shadows of buildings, careful not to make a sound so he wouldn't see
her. Tap tap tap. She trailed him.
He was trying to get into a Familia, apparently. He was going from Familia home to
home and getting turned away at the door every time. Hestia followed him to no fewer
than ten different Familias before the tired boy took a seat on the road.
The lonely boy looked up, half watching the crowds of people pass by. He was looking
for a place to call his own. If she left him like this, he might die of loneliness. Or so
Hestia thought as she looked at his white visage.
"Hey! You there! The back roads are dangerous. You shouldn't use them, you know?"
The boy realized someone was talking to him.
He had stood up to go into a back road before hearing a stranger's voice. He turned
around with surprise in his eyes to find Hestia.
"T-thanks… um… Who are you? Did you get lost back here all by yourself?"
"…The one who looks lost is you, don't you think?"
It was the worst meeting possible. This wasn't the first time; people always treated
Hestia like a child when they first met her. However, as soon as the boy realized who
she was, he furiously apologized over and over again.
"Ohh. So no matter what Familia you go to, they all refuse and show you the door?"
"Y-yes…"
Pretending that she didn't already know, Hestia stole a few looks at the boy.
While he didn't look too dependable, there was nothing wrong with his character.
Actually, she kind of liked him.
From this short conversation, she could tell that for better or worse, he was a child.
"Well, you see, um… I'm looking for an adventurer to add to my Familia right now,
actually. This is quite the coincidence, don't you think…?"
There was an almost painful hint of desperation in Hestia's voice. She had yet to
successfully recruit even one adventurer.
"I'll join! Please, let me join!"
"…Are you sure that you are okay joining a Familia like mine?"
"Yes, of course! Are you sure that someone like me is welcome?"
Everything happened quickly after that. The two of them jubilantly introduced
themselves, and Hestia Familia was born.
"All right, Bell. Follow me! We'll make your induction into my Familia official!"
"Yes, coming!"
She led him to a run-down bookstore.
An older human was behind the counter inside the store. He shook his short white
beard when he saw Hestia come inside.
"Ah, Miss Hestia. If this is about your Familia, I still say no."
"It's not that! Can we use the upstairs room please, Mister?"
"Ah-ah. That's no problem. Just put the books back on the shelf when you finish
reading them."
Hestia took Bell's hand and led him upstairs into a room that smelled like old wood.
The room was lined with shelves full of books from corner to corner. There were even
books piled up on the floor in front of the shelves.
Hestia didn't have money to buy books herself, so she got on the good side of this
store's owner and often came here to indulge in some literature.
"Okay, take off your clothes and sit here."
"My… clothes?"
"Ah, just your shirt is fine. I'm going to engrave my blessing into you now."
Hestia couldn't hide her giddiness as she set to work, engraving her Falna into his
back.
She had decided a long time ago that she would give her first blessing to a child in this
room.
Starting out from a place surrounded by what she loved was perfect.
What could be better than beginning a new story surrounded by many books?
"Bell, why did you want to become an adventurer?"
"Well, actually, ever since I was young I wanted to meet girls like the heroes in Dungeon
Oratoria…"
"Meet girls…? You wanted to become an adventurer to do that…?"
"It's not just that! Meeting girls is the pinnacle! It's a man's romance! My grandfather,
who raised me, always said that 'Harems are the best'!"
"I think your grandfather was mistaken…"
Hestia finished imprinting her Falna in no time at all.
Bell now had several black markings on his back. Hestia rubbed them with her hands.
It was like the first page of an ancient classic written in hieroglyphs.
This book was called a "status."
So, let's see what roads you have traveled…
Excelia… It showed everything a person had done and became a status. In other words,
it was the history of a person who'd received a god's blessing. The god judged
everything seen or done by their entire family and wrote that onto their back.
Hestia was now in charge of continuing to write Bell's story.
"...All right now, Bell. Do your best! Our Familia starts now."
"Ah, yes!"
Golden light shone in from the window, illuminating dust in the air of the room.
It was like all the countless books surrounding them were celebrating the birth of a
new story.
Hestia smiled at all the blank pages yet to be filled in on Bell's back.
His story will be written by her from this day forward.
It will be a story interwoven with other children's.
A story repeated many times from the past, the adventurer.
The hero, protected by the gods.
The boy will walk this path, the goddess will record it.
Familia Myth.