In a land of fantasy to you and I, there was once a legend. This legend is of a countryside tale for origin. And yet, even the most noble and proper people of this world believe it. It is the tale of a wish granted to a single person long ago, one that affected this hero in such a great way that through the hero, it affected the world. Many thousands of years later, a prophecy is given to a chosen one. In turn they seek out the new hero of their age, and like so many tales of fancy and such, the hero is not who you would expect. This hero is of the most average life available to them. And they don't mind. They don't really want to participate in this prophecy, but they will if it means keeping as much peace as possible in a time of turmoil. So, if I have sufficiently wet your appetite, let us begin in the village of Strino. Let us begin the tale of hope, and possible triumph! Or despair, and bitter defeat.