Sumdud

Hey, have you heard of a rumour floating around recently?

I heard that there’s this girl walking around, weird, right? She walks and just goes around the place, no one knows who she is, no one knows where she came from. Hell, I don’t think even she knows the answers.

But oddly enough, she never seems to age, does she? Of all the dragons, dwarves, elves everywhere, there’s a simple tale passed down from generation to generation.

Of a girl that does not age.

But...

How did it all start? In this fantasy world, how did this person come to be?

A world where humans isolate themselves within their walls, wary of the monsters that lie outside. A world of magic, a world of fantasy, but nothing seems carefree nor fun.

Dating back to one of the greatest disasters known to humanity, the disaster where many deaths were witnessed, life was made.

Living eternally, forever wandering about the world. Monsters do not attack her, no sickness plagues her, and time becomes irrelevant. Wandering from village to village, eventually, she comes across a group of excited people.

'Hey, take us out to the unknown, we want to see the world!'

This is a tale of finding the meaning of life in a world where nothing seems to go anyone's way.

*(Notice: The first part of the story is a backstory. If you don't really like the theme of the backstory, I understand if you just don't read it.)

Immortal Wanderer

The Order of Knights, Kruffswegen, had many members. It was by oath that they help those in need and it was by promise that they remain righteous under any circumstances.


However, as part of Kruffswegen, those members do not use Magic. They were either incapable of using any form of Magic or refuse to use their Magic. The only thing they could use were Glowstones.


They were Knights and they pride themselves in their physical capabilities. They were strong, they were skilled with their weaponry as well as bare-handed combat.


A burning spirit, a strong body and a righteous mindset, that was what made the members of Kruffswegen.


Despite that, there was one member who contradicted everything Kruffswegen stood for.


Donatello, the man in charge of the library in the Kruffswegen Headquarters, was quite different from the other members.


No one ever saw him outside the library before. He was always in the library doing something, reading, sculpting, writing poetry. He was a mystery.


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