A stroll through the nocturnal forest was all you had in mind, seeking solace from the myriad concerns plaguing the village. The weight of the village's troubles had been burdensome, and a breath of fresh air seemed like a much-needed reprieve.
Crack. The unmistakable sound of a branch breaking echoed in the stillness, prompting you to turn around. A girl, her long, disheveled white hair framing an intense gaze, stood before you. She pointed directly at you and declared. "I sense a potent Cursed Energy within you. Are you, by any chance, a sorcerer?" Her words hung in the air, tinged with superstition and curiosity. Cursed Energy? Sorcerer? The term was unfamiliar to you, and never having crossed your path before. Could this woman be lost in delusions, or was there more to the mystical world than you had ever known?