Chapter 1

The world is not what we imagined. It turns out that this world has been around since billions of years ago, and the earth has apparently gone through the reset phase more than a million times.

By 2030 the earth will be reset for the umpteenth time, and all life on earth will change completely and experience the renewal of the era.

Year 699 Wuku calendar, December at the end of the month to the end of the year. A busy and bustling atmosphere envelops the city of Rodhen welcoming the new year celebration festival night. This celebration is grander than the usual new year celebrations, as it marks the centenary of the year.

My name is Ares, I'm 8 years old. However, unlike other children who celebrate the festival with great excitement, I celebrated the turn of the year by holding a stall of various potions and mna stones on the outskirts of the town square where people were crowding to celebrate the festival. I'm not from the rich, and I'm working hard to support myself and my grandfather who is lying sick and no longer able to work.

Edward was my grandfather's name, he was a former soldier in a distant kingdom. Since his retirement, he has been a well-known potion and mana stone Merchant in the city of Rhoden and beyond. Almost two years I replaced him as a merchant. Dashing as a former soldier, light brown-skinned, white-haired, and fairly thick beard with scars on part of his body and protruding left cheek, he was highly respected by other Merchants. However, now his body condition is getting weaker and older, often sick, making him seem helpless and miserable.

It's already 1 pm, I have to get ready to buy potions and mana stones to sell later on the night of the festival. I'm not like grandpa Ed, I'm not big, but ideal for a kid my age, and people say that my face doesn't look like grandpa because I look good and my hair is jet black. The black hair was clearly not a person from the Rhoden area, because all Rhoden people were dark brown or brown hair.

Wearing simple clothes made of cotton fabric and a jacket vest made of forest deerskin and boots from deerskin as well, and cotton trousers, I prepared to go peddling.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving." Ares never forgot before he left, he always said goodbye to his grandfather.

"Ares, be careful and rest if you are tired. Go see grandpa Bernard if anything happens to you."

"Yeah, I'll definitely be fine. I promise!"

A smile appeared on Ed's face, a sense of relief and emotion enveloped the old grandfather, and with a feeling of pride seeing his beloved grandson slowly leave the room where he lay.

The boy then took a large backpack and weaned it carrying it out of the hut. Outside there was a donkey ready to accompany him wherever he went, the donkey was a donkey that had been used by his grandfather to be a merchant for more than 5 years, and he named the donkey Dong.

"Dong, come closer. Hup!"

"Heee ..." Slowly Ares attached the backpack to Dong's back and tightened the straps.

"All right, everything is ready! Let's go Dong!"

"Heeew ..."

The two slowly left the hut where they lived and Ares looked back and spoke. "In this little hut we live, me, my grandfather, and this donkey. One day I want to change my destiny and bring my grandfather to my magnificent and luxurious home!" Ares smiled a little as he walked away with a hand holding his own chest.

Ares and his grandfather lived in a small hut at the end of the village, the hut was at the foot of the hill in the grass and there was one and only big tree standing straight behind the hut in the area.

Inside the hut, the helpless Grandpa Edward muttered, "Oh, my poor grandson Ares. If only I was physically strong, I'll somehow bring you back to look for your parents." Edward looked gloomy and regretful as if something was weighing heavily on him.