This is but a legend the people speak...
Long ago there existed a kingdom, hidden in this kingdom was a golden power.
The kingdom was prosperous, blessed with tall mountains, lush forests, and most of all...peace.
This however changed, for one day, a man of great evil found this golden power, and took it for himself.
Using the power he had obtained, the man took over the kingdom, and spread darkness across the land.
However, when all hope seemed lost, and doom seemed right at hand.
A young boy, dressed in green suddenly appeared.
With the Blade of Evil's Bane in his hand, the boy sealed the dark one away, restoring light to the land.
This young hero, who traveled through time itself to save the kingdom, is known as the Hero of Time, with his tale passed through generations, it became a legend.
One day, a fell, dark wind began to blow through the land.
The evil thought to forever be sealed away by the hero had returned, eager to finish what he had begun.
The People believed the hero would return to save them once again, they were mistaken, for the hero did not appear.
Faced with evil's wrath the people could only appeal to the gods.
As their last our hour came closer, and doom drew nigh, they left the future in fate's hands.
What became of this great kingdom, non are around who know.
Though the kingdom's memory vanished,it's legend survived on the wind's breath.
On a certain Island,it became a custom to dress boys in green when they became of age.
Dressed in green of the fields, they aspire to find heroic blades, and defeat evil.
The elder wish only that the youths know true courage like the hero of legend.