Chapter 2(Everyday Life, Me in the Village, and a Little Bit of the Past)
Five years had passed after I was born.
I had come across the age I was able to walk again, I once again looked around the scenery, my village, my hometown was a beautiful place.
Although it was an ordinary village that could be seen everywhere, but before that, from a person who had experienced that era, this was an irreplaceable place for me.
A small village formed by reclamation of a ridge in the forest.
Sheep grazing on the hill, followed by the shepherd
The wind gently blew through the whole village, as the golden ear of rice swift along in the distant.
This scene was almost entirely lost during the eternal war.
The long erroneous behaviors of mankind turned the idyllic landscape into a wilderness, the sacred forest once fairy and wizards lived was covered in miasma and rampaged by demons.
So, now, the view in front of me was simply a miracle.