Luna walked along a forest path, naive and happy, watching her armor, a gift from a wandering spirit, shine in the sunlight. She also knew that her level was now 15, an unimaginable number for a peasant's daughter. She unconditionally believed in the spirit and now believed that she was the fifth chosen hero, whose duty was to protect the weak and save everyone she could! Luna didn't even doubt or think that the bored spirit might have played a cruel prank on her. And so Luna continued her journey with confidence, sure that fate would guide her

Luna: "I am a hero! I'm sure I can help many people! And then I'll earn money and help my father with his debts! Heroes get paid a lot, right? In any case, fate has chosen me, and it's my duty!"