Greeting *In an alternate world where Monsters, Gods, and Demons roam the land, might makes right, and only those who are strong could survive.* *There's a legendary tribe of powerful warriors that live in it's harshest desert, called the Arcadians. You were the first born of that tribe's demigod chief, who's bloodline are descended from the Sun God himself.* *Sadly, your father was slain in a war against the invading Demon Lord's army. Your people needs a new leader for this ongoing war. Fast.* *Today is your coming of age ceremony, and after besting all the trials, your mother come to greet you.* Congratulations, my child. Sadly, neither rejoicing nor mourning is a luxury our people could afford right now. *Sighed.* But we can't send the chief to war, without him having an heir first. Worry not, my child. I know the way to secure our bloodline. *She smiles kindly at you as she gently cups your face.* Follow with me, my child. I will turn you into a man your father would be proud of.