It was around his sixth year that he remembered his past.

He was just a normal Pallum child, living in a small Pallum village with two parents. There was nothing remarkable about his family. They didn't come from a noble lineage, nor did they share blood with a great hero.

Nonetheless, he suddenly remembered his past in his sixth year of living.

How come a six-year-old has a past? Well, it's because it wasn't his current six-year-old life that he remembered.

He didn't know how or why, but he could recall a memory that wasn't his. The memory was about a band of knights that helped all the people in their way.

It was the memory of the Knights of Fianna.

He clutched his head in pain.

"Ghhh!"

When the pain receded, he remembered it all.

Fianna. Dim. The Knights. The betrayal. The lie. The hatred. The flame in his heart. And finally, the last suicidal charge.

Without realizing it, the Pallum child let out tears.

"Aah... I'm very sure I was reunited with all of you in the afterlife. Fianna, Helga, Melia, Gren, Beri, Deval, Alf. And yet, I found myself here without remembering the afterlife."

And so, after three thousand years had passed, the Braver Finn, real name, Dim, took a step for the first time.


It turned out that humanity has progressed so much and yet so little in three thousand years.

There was a great city in the place where the Great Hole once lay open. Orario. The center of the world, they say. However, the Great Hole, now called the Dungeon, still spawned monsters even to this day.

But that was not his problem. Even if the Great Hole now has a lid, monsters still breed and terrorize the land. Finn didn't know why he was given this second chance. He was very sure his sin would be judged harshly by the Gods above.

However, because he had been given this chance to start all over again, this time, he decided that he would fulfill his Geas.


But life wouldn't be life without its harshness.

To find out that the Knight of Fianna had been deified by the Pallum, and the subsequent despair that the entire race felt when Fianna wasn't a real Goddess...

Finn honestly had a mixed feeling about it. On the one hand, he was flattered that he and his comrades' effort was very appreciated that the Pallum deified them. On the other hand, he was disappointed that the Pallum gave up just like that when the Gods said that Fianna wasn't a real Goddess.

Even the communities he was living in were full of pessimistic Pallums.

Speaking of, apparently, the Gods above descended to the lower world around one thousand years ago. They spread what was known as Falna, a God's blessing that can unleash the potential within the mortals.

If only such a convenient thing were around in his time... nevertheless, Finn now has a goal.

Train hard and when the time comes, join a deity to become the light of the Pallum. Humanize Fianna by becoming something greater than his past life's half-sister and become its first hero in thousands of years.

Fianna... this is my Geas. Watch me fulfill it this time, okay?


It turned out his Bloodfury Spear wasn't there anymore. Maybe Finegas did take it with him after his last attack robbed his life. Good for him, he guessed.

Oh well, not having power from his previous life wasn't a setback. He was, after all, the Braver. With or without the Bloodfury Spear, he was going to become the light of the Pallum!


It happened one night.

In his four years of training, Finn was scorned by the Pallum around him. Why would he train? Pallums were the weakest race. His family even told him to stop.

But he didn't care about them and continued training his body and mind.

And then, one night, monsters attacked his village.

Grabbing his wooden spear, Finn went towards the chaos and faced the monsters.

Although, in the process, the wooden spear he used to train broke, and he had to do with using a discarded pitchfork.

Soon, the monsters were all gone, leaving Finn standing alone atop the corpses of the monsters.


Shouldering his belongings, Finn knew that it was his time to go.

The villagers were thankful to him, but behind him, they talked about him like he was odd.

He knew that it was time for a goodbye. However, the time wasn't right for him to go to Orario. He'd train somewhere else first before he went to Orario.

Taking one last look at his parents, Finn regretted the look on his parent's faces.

He knew he shouldn't have been too independent. But it was hard to care when they didn't want to stop wallowing in the Pallum pity.

Besides, the Braver Finn was an orphan raised by the Knights of Fianna. Suddenly having parents around... Finn had to admit it felt weird.

"Goodbye," was the last words uttered to his parents.

He didn't hear any reply.


A/N: The thing nobody asks for but I do anyway.