The hills stretched to the distant horizons as distant as one could gaze to. In some random areas that gaze may pass through, mountains jutted up, some almost tearing a hole through the sky as the locals smilingly said.
As the wind brushed past people's faces and gently drifted away with more stories to spread, under The Hill, which stood taller than anything Jin had ever seen, he looked down at his village from above an ancient and mighty tree.
"Today, I, this Jin, will tell you," he said, puffing his chest up and tightening his fist. "I will travel to all sides of this world and conquer the things even the Sacred Demons couldn't. I will pluck hot flowers from Divine Pride, drink the wine of ancients from Great Greedsburg, and capture the hearts of women from Sacred Lust. Here, I vow it with my name on the line."
A cold wind passed by and lifted his roughed-up hair. He cringed in pain.
His body was filled with bruises.