Prologue (Yobashi's P.O.V.)
I am what they call a non-existing being. Everybody believes that my kind of people don't exist, only in video games or in books. All my life I've been by myself in this place they call Intersia. Where, supposedly, there is no harm or danger.
How wrong they are.
There are ranks in Intersia. Warriors, Archers, Elemental Wizards, and the Humans. Warriors are the ones who wield swords and shields, and able to enchant their weapons to make them stronger. Archers are the far-ranged fighters who attack with bow/arrows. Each having there own special magic abilities added in to their weapons. The Elemental Wizards use the magical elements they inherit from their ancestors, the Humans are the citizens that are protected by the other ranks.
Humans don't know about the ranks, or about the danger we protect them from. We became a fairy tale, a legend. Only very few humans know of our existence, and those who do are very cautious of what they do when they're around us because they are afraid of what we might do to them. Though, some who tell others, end up being executed by the Guardians for causing a disturbance in the peaceful world. The dangers we face are the most horrible things, and it would be horrible if the humans found anything out about the dangers. So we hid ourselves and everything related to the dangers.
Though I wish that I could meet a Human. I watch them all from the invisible land above them. They have bright smiles and laugh with no care in the world, but for us it's completely different. We have to worry about things no human has to worry about, we are the ones who keep them safe, but they don't know that. I want to smile and laugh or at least have a friend. I don't like being alone. I feel like I wasn't meant to exist
Maybe…I wasn't.