I am just another ordinary person.
Living my life as a guard in this small town with fewer than a hundred people.
This world is full of mysteries of its own. Creatures with unimaginable strength, terrain that defies logical thinking, people born with extraordinary powers.
The whole thing doesn't make sense to me… but I choose not to think too much about it and focus on my new life.
*tap tap
"Wuah!!... Who is that?!"
Woken from his little slumber, the man in armor pointed the tip of his weapon toward the direction of the tap.
"Whoa, easy there… It's my shift now." Both hands in the air, he took a small step back from the pointing spear.
The surprised guard lowered his weapon, speaking in a murmured voice. "Oh... Sorry… I leave the post to you. Have a great shift."
Handing the weapon to that person, he walked off wobbling, soon disappearing from view.
Being a guard isn't a rewarding job. Most of the time, only the bad apples or the bottom of the bottom take it.
Not to said I'm one.
Turning around, the man strolled through the small town, checking for any abnormalities.
The town wasn't big, so it was easy to remember the surroundings. Checking every path, every corner, every alley
-it would take less than an hour at most.
But it could be pretty boring sometimes.
Sighing as he rested the spear on his shoulder, he muttered, "Nothing new, huh?"
His eyes gazed at the dimly lit light in the distance, somewhere upon the dark sky.
Before making a turn, he soon arrived at the wooden gates.
Another man in armor, holding the same design weapon, stood there.
Saluting, the man spoke. "I've finished patrolling inside the town. Permission to patrol the surroundings outside"
Saluting back, the other responded, "Permission granted. Open the gate!"
He shouted to the guards above, and the sturdy gates creaked open.
"Be careful," were the final words spoken as the gate closed in front of the man.
Turning around, the sound of insects started filling his ears.
With weapon in hand, he began his journey outside the wall.
Eyeing the stone wall and the surrounding area, everything felt normal so far.
And soon, he started losing himself in thought—his preferred method of passing the time when things got boring.
Even though I said I don't really care about these abnormalities that defy logic, I do find interest in one particular thing.
A sudden burst of wind howled in his direction, pulling him back to reality.
His spear aimed toward the source of the wind.
His once lost expression turned still as he stared in that direction.
"The air.....It's hot."
This abnormality tickled his curiosity.
Why would the wind feel hot during this hour? Furthermore, there were no natural heat source near the area.
Something wasn't right