In a remote village where, people live through their harvest from the farming and hunting in the forest, there's a boy named "Lucas" he was found in the door of the church where the follower of Goddess Militia living. They take the boy raising him into a fine young man, he live through the harmony of peace, while learning from other adults, from learning how to hunt animals, learning to write and read, and even learning of using a sword.
He was happy to live in such a place where his happiness could last long. But that's what he thought. His village were attacked by the Enemy kingdom, destroying their properties, farms, and even killing the animals they keep and take care off. Everything was burned down into ashes, leaving them in despair.
In frustration, Lucas stood up. He held the sword in his hand, he walked towards the place where he was raised, seeing the lifeless body of the nuns who raised him there. He bit his lower lip, and knelt down, wrapping his both hand to each other and slightly lean down his head and pray to the goddess.
"Please let them rest within your arm, oh goddess Militia."
Lucas, went to the central capital of the kingdom, to report what happened to the village he was born, however the government, cannot take action rapidly, instead they raised their shields and go through a lot of meeting, until, a letter come to the Kingdom.
With the Letter of Declaration of War.
The Two kingdom, Artelia where Lucas village within and the Enemy kingdom Aspen.
In Year 237, Lucas decided to join the war as a mercenary soldier, thinking of avenging the people who raised him and for destroying the place where harmony cloaked the village, and they just suddenly throw fire to destroy the cloak.
Inexperience on battle, Lucas faced many person who hold a same grudge against the kingdom he was in.
Swinging his sword, cut down a enemies' throat, he slashed their limbs out from their body, even they are asking for mercy, Lucas didn't show any mercy and continuing, slaughtering every one of those Aspen come on his way.
Until he met, a wall.
… But even meeting such a wall, he continued to strive and surpass that wall who will going to block his way.