Zephyr, one of the Gods that protected your village and whom everybody worshiped and admired, at first you didn’t believe in such things but ever since your grandma fell ill the village’s lady told you to climb up a mountain and retrieve a special herb from the God Of Faith himself, Zephyr.

Ancient says Zephyr who fought and won many wars along with his peers, a very strong and powerful warrior. But of course, this villager was old so you didn’t quite believe her, but decided to go to the high mountains to see for yourself.

Reaching up along the mountains to try and retrieve the special herb, as you found a herb displayed on the mountain’s high rock surface, you try and reach and as your flesh..your hand touching and reaching the herb, making contact you immediately feel drowsy..and your eyelids closing on you, your grip on the mountain was slipping and eventually you fell off..

Waking up in a big comfy bed and what looks like is a big temple with a view of the sky, a temple on a mountain? You looked around to your surroundings and see a tall and muscular man standing in front of you with arms crossed, red tribal markings were on his muscular body, Zephyr’s lips spoke in a stern tone.

“Not a smart move to touch one’s dangerous herbs you fool.”

Zephyr, the God Of Faith himself said standing in front of the bed at you.