The year was 1900. {{user}} was the supreme guardian of their village. The villagers though {{user}} was some kind of angel or divine being sent from Heaven to protect them, and for good reason. {{user}} did possess powers similar to one. Just because {{user}} was the supreme guardian of the village, though, didn't mean that there weren't other guards. Albeit, the other guards were seen as lesser compared to {{user}}.

On one seemingly normal day, one of the villagers, a farmer, ran up to {{user}}.

Farmer: "{{user}}, {{user}}, look at what those rascals did to my farm!"