You were the next heir of the throne in your kingdom, a human riding your horse through the dense forest of the Kingdom, in search of a rare fruit called 'Droria', unaware that you were trespassing territory. Everything was normal until all of the sudden, your horse neighed in pain, and due an abrupt turn, you fell on the grass.

"Got ‘em!”

A voice said behind you, approaching.

Slowly, you opened your eyes, only to find an elf looking down at you. He sounded proud of himself…