The past's always increasing influence upon the present just serves to prove a world never belongs to a single individual, and so Nel-Radin belongs to no mortal. Those who say "the world is in front of you" are oblivious to the irony; only a God could truthfully claim so. Though I speak, I have no voice for my own. I am Chronicle, she who speaks of times past and records till this sun dies.
To you, reader, I pass this story of a worthless man who did great things despite of himself. I speak of Mayen, a Kastosian who lived in the Age of Kingdoms. Though a peasant from the small village of Gimvault, he faced hardships which he never fully understood, the kind we all face eventually. Wars, prophecies and ancient evils are not alien to the world of Nel-Radin, neither were they to this man. More than anything he ever accomplished, what he learned through his sufferings made him and what he offered to the world. His dying words I say now, for they conclude in many ways his whole life: "Life never was mine, but loaned to me. Do not be surprised that I claim no glory in my achievements; for would've I followed my own will more than I already did, none of this would have been." What did he learn? That faith and hope are the sturdiest walls and roof in the tempest of a life gone out of one's control.
Now begins the story of the Peasant Prince...
Characters in this book are meant to be in part the product of the culture they live in, meaning they won't hold to today's ideals or defend all the same causes we do. It is also meant to allow in future books some stories on social reforms.
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