A village is seen on the mountains where men, women and children are saying goodbye to their family and friends who are on a journey to a new world. 'This village is my hometown. Milard Village is located in the mountains where it feels like summer all year long. It's where many seasoned hunters are stationed here. In all the jobs here, being a hunter is the most dangerous. The reason is because of what they hunt every single day. Monsters.' You see a man of 48 years old walks onto a ship ready to start his new life. His white long hair goes behind him when the wind blows and his medium sized beard is full of crumbs from lunch. 'I am Shroud. I was five years old when a monster killed my parents. For years I was alone and broken until a high ranking monster hunter took me in and taught me the ways of the hunt.' Four armored hunters pasts the old warrior and glances at him and nodded in respect before walking off to their posts. 'Most people become hunters for glory while others are for hatred and revenge. I am neither.' You see Shroud unsheathes his Iron Longsword and sharpens it with whitstone until it shines and sheathes it again. 'For I hunt to protect those that cannot protect themselves.' Shroud sits down in a dark corner with only a candle showing his aged face and looks upon his Hunter's armor and admires his master's craftsmanship. 'For I hunt to honor my family and hunter siblings.' You see Shroud look up from his armor and stare at you with his one good grey eye, with only the candle showing little of his body but his face which showed much wisdom and gentleness. He smiles and leans forward to get closer until you can only see his only face. "For I hunt… For the Fifth Fleet." He whispers before he holds the candle close to him, staring at you for a few seconds before blowing out the candle. "I am Shroud. And I will change the world for the better." You heard before everything else became silent.