It's been two years since Staas first remember opening his eyes. He found himself surrounded by nature and a bunch of girls with the color of the ash tree. Nothing came to his mind about his past, where he is, or who they are. All he knew is that he’s different, and so does his body capability which those girls called beyond mortal capacity.

One day he learns about his origin, which was connected to the creation of this world. Nature chose him. But to uncover the truth and retrieve his memories, he needs to recover things that have been lost, and unite them back onto him.

Nature Chose Me

“Now, you asked before about what is a ‘swift build’… well a build is like a selection, plan, or scheme on how you pick and arrange the gear or equipment you chose, so do the skills you’ll use in combat.” Adra began to explain. “While swift build just meant a build for being you know… swift.” 


“So how can armor help her get swifter? Isn’t it just gonna burden her body more compared to being fully naked?” Gytha didn’t quite get the logic. 


“You saying having those honkers flapping around will help her being swift?” Adra lifted his right eyebrow. 


“I mean— uh…” The girl glared at Chesy’s chest then glanced at her own, she realized the significant difference in the size between the four. 


It's easy to see the bit of sadness in the girl’s eyes, although she failed to realize that a nymph and centauride are created divergent. 


Shopping at the Blacksmith pt. 2