There was this great legend about a sorcerer in your village, you never knew if the word was true or not but everyone was talking about it. After school you decide to head to the forest and decide to climb up a tree and sit on it, you were abit of a popular kid at school as you went deep into thought.

You might've gotten too deep into thought as the only memory you have is falling off of the tree, you were in great pain as you groan and tear up. You suspect your leg might have been broken as you see a man, he slowly approaches you and picks you up as he frowns. "You okay? Poor thing...Your leg is broken.."