You might wonder, how do I know? Or who am I exactly? To answer your first question. I know because I've seen things common folks will never see. I've experienced things, no one has experienced. I've been to places no one visited before. Although the answer might be a bit vague now but if you manage to read everything I wrote, the answers will become clear to you. You will come to understand why, and how I came to know these things. As for the other question? I had many names. Sometimes people called me hero, sometimes I was called devil and sometimes they called me betrayer. It's been so long since my name was spoken… Nex is my name. Now, let us start from the beginning of how all of this began. I, like many others was just a common guy. Average, or even worse you might say in some cases. I lived in a village called Freemount, which was part of the Endrosian Empire. The capital was called Endros Imperial City, due to the founder of the Empire, Endros. To get from Freemount Village to another village, it would take someone about two days of travel. As for Imperial City? I never heard of anyone going there from Freemount. We didn't even possess maps that showed the location of the Imperial City. Those things were described in the historical records, that the common folks had access to. The Great Forest covered about two thirds of the Empire, there were also mountains and plains. I never left the vicinity of the village during my childhood. I never travelled to other villages, and most people never did. One day everything changed, I encountered a travelling caravan. What changed? You may ask. Simple, a person appeared in my life. Haha. No, it wasn't some sort of expert that took me in, and discovered my hidden talent or any kind of crap like that. I met a woman, and fell in love with her. She seemed to share the same feelings. We flirted, kissed during the night walks and seemed to have mutual feelings for each other. But that was all a scam, bullshit. I talked with her about everything. I was intoxicated by her, I even confessed from some of my secrets. There was only one thing I never told her about. That was the location of my family heirloom. I was naive back then, and although I told her about the heirloom, I now know her real motive. She wrapped me around her finger, in order to learn where my heirloom was! My parents always told me to take special care of it, and never show it to people. To me, it wasn't anything great, just a sword. I knew nothing about swords. I don't know where she got that information from but she knew from the beginning I had it. The only thing she wanted was my family's heirloom, not a relationship. My parents died when I was 16 years old. They were a sort of small time merchants, who travelled between villages. On one occasion, they were attacked by a pack of wolves. Only one person managed to survive, and report the death of everyone else to the Village Chief. I was lost, when I herd the news. Only thanks to the old man carpenter, did I find a new goal in my life. He taught me his craft for over a year, before he too passed away. I then worked in his workshop, but that's not important right now. Either way, she sweet talked me into giving her that heirloom. If I did, she would marry me. Oh how stupid was I to believe that? She took it of course, and then disappeared. Breaking my heart and my soul. I should've known better than that. Marriage after a few months worth of relationship! Bah! I got what I deserved for my stupidity! I became a wreck of a man. Soon after, I've lost my job... my home and before I knew it, I ended up on the streets. It may seem to you my dear reader, that my story will be rather sad one. I can't blame you, it all seems to go that way. BUT! I finally got a grip on myself, and decided to do something about it. Partially, it was thanks to some old timer that lived on the streets as well. We spent a lot of time together. He showed me where to get food from, and where I could sleep at night. We also talked about various things… well, mostly me crying about my fate, and broken heart. Yet there is one thing he said to me, that I will never forget. The words he once spoke to me changed my life. "Young one. Although life can be difficult, love can hurt and wealth disappear. I've long lost interest in those things. This old man may seem homeless, but doesn't that mean the whole world is my home? Young one... Don't waste your life, explore it!" These were the last words he spoke to me. Next day, he disappeared. I didn't know where he went, and I've never met him since. Nonetheless, thanks to his words I understood something. 'Isn't the whole world my home? Instead of wasting my time crying and complaining about what happened to me, isn't it better to explore my life?' I asked myself. Soon after, I decided to leave the village, and go on a journey to explore my life. Of course, I was a total stranger to adventuring. If I could make any preparations, I would probably do them the wrong way. Besides, I had nothing left. I was already sleeping on the streets, buying any supplies was impossible in a short run. I was 19 years old at that time, but stupid nevertheless. I decided to go forth, and explore my life.