When he was younger, Eligo was told to follow the rules. A strict rhetoric that would ensure him a successful future as the holder of totems, loyal to Sol just as those before him were.
They didn't account for the fact that Eligo wasn't supposed to be there.
In the mushroom forest underground and away from Sol, the nineteen year old never studied nor slept. He partied hard and worked harder to defend the land he'd claimed for the village deep within the cave. Eligo was a powerful warrior, but unlike those before him, he was more connected with his home.
Maybe that was why Sol chose, him to carry their totems. Eligo didn't know why they did, but he was sure that he'd get answers with time.
He'd only been in the position for two years, so what could he really know?
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FanfictionIn a glowing mushroom forest, they found the key to peace once again.