This was supposed to be easy. It would only take a day or two. Maybe a few more if things got dicey, but he would manage. Those were the thoughts plaguing a crying boy's mind. Once he arrived in Orario, all he needed to do was find a God or Goddess to join, then he could start his dream of being a hero, and maybe get a harem like his Grandfather would want. As of right now, things were not looking so well for the young boy.

Bell Cranel was his name. A young man marching towards his dreams of becoming a hero and an adventurer. Perhaps even saving a damsel in The Dungeon. Much to his dismay, only two weeks of ridicule and rejection were enough to make him reach a breaking point. He only had so much money left and the inn he was staying in was draining his valis rapidly. This was not even accounting for other accommodations like food.

In his bed, he sobbed quietly, their taunting jeers echoing in his mind.

"Get lost, squirt. You don't belong here."

"We've got no space for you."

"You wanna join us? Hahaha! You'd have to pay us to do that!"

All their laughter and the sound of doors slamming made him tremble in his bed. Tears streamed down his face and he tightly gripped the sheets. Tomorrow night may be his last night to stay.

"I can probably stay another day but I'd be having one meal tomorrow for that."

He dreaded having to do that as he only ate twice a day to save on funds, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

"There's still some Familias left I can apply to. Please, let this work," he prayed to whatever God of Fortune was listening to him. Bell would need all the luck he could get if he even wanted to start becoming an adventurer.

As the sun rose over the horizon, Bell tapped his boots on the floor. His attire consisted of just a black shirt, a brown coat, a pair of pants to match his shirt and brown boots. Had this been yesterday, he would have slapped his cheeks to pump himself up. Today, he just sighed as part of him already knew how this would end. Nevertheless, he couldn't allow himself to give up without at least trying.

"Time to see that first Familia," he said, slightly tired from how early it was but also in anticipation for the rejection he knew was coming.

Sure enough, barely an hour passed and he was pleading with the Familia just like he did with all the others before inevitably being thrown out.

"Please, just give me a chance! I want to help! I-" he was stopped from continuing when one of the members grabbed him by his collar and threw him out of their home.

"I said NO! If that's enough to knock you down on your ass, then you don't belong here! Come back when you're stronger!" The door was slammed in his face as he picked himself up off the ground.

With a sigh, he dusted off his clothes before mentally preparing himself for his next visit. The young man was so deep in thought he didn't notice the person walking in another direction to him. The two bumped into each other and fell to the ground.

"Ow! Oh gods, I am so sorry!" He instinctively apologized, assuming it was his fault. The other person did the same.

"No-no. I wasn't watching where I was going," she was an elf girl dressed in white with a pink to along with having beautiful, long orange hair.

Bell quickly got to his feet and went to help her.

"Here, let me help you," he reached out his arm to help her up. Getting a closer look, he realized he was doing this to an elf woman. At the same time, the elf got a better look at the person she had bumped into and took his hand just as Bell was having second thoughts. He knew how elves were very selective in regards to who can touch them. He had forgotten that important rule for the thought that helping this girl was more important than their customs. So, when she got back up, he snapped his hand away from hers and apologized again.

"Oh, now I've done it! I am terribly sorry for touching you, Miss! I-I didn't know you were an elf! I wasn't trying anything, I promise!" He bowed to her much to her surprise. As for her, she realized she took a human's hand and he probably understood enough elven customs to think he offended her.

"H-Hey! You don't have to bow. I know it was an honest mistake." She waved her hands in front of him, trying to deescalate the situation, "Let's just start from the beginning, alright?" The boy nodded, wanting to no further anger her like he was thinking.

With a calming breath, she introduced herself, "My name is Lefiya Viridis and I am sorry again for bumping into you. Being in a rush is no excuse for being careless. I hope you can forgive me." She gave a small bow before looking straight at him. Elven pride wasn't as big of a deal for her since her upbringing was more humble than most elves. Plus, she felt this was mostly her fault so she at least had to have the decency to take responsibility for her mistake.

"I'm the one who bumped into you. This is my fault. Oh, and my name is Bell Cranel."

He smiled a little, hoping he could get onto better ground in this talk or at least make her less angry than he was thinking. Lefiya smiled in return to move this from a back and forth apology exchange.

"I'm afraid I was in too much of a rush to pay attention. If there is anything I can do to apologize, I will."

The young boy looked and her and thought about it. His Grandfather's voice echoed in his mind at the same time.

"Take her to bed! Make her yours, my boy!"

"Not now, Grandpa!" he screamed internally.

"Rrrrrroomance!"

Putting that aside, he decided to ask about the other thing that was on his mind before this hiccup.

"In that case, could I ask you for some directions?"

The elf looked questioningly at him. In her mind, she realized what she said as well as the implications, but she felt it was too late to go back on her words. Hearing Bell make that kind of request relieved her and she was more than happy to help with that much.

"Of course. Where do you need to go?"

"I'm still a bit new to this city, so I don't know a lot of the areas very well. I need help looking for the home of a Familia."

Lefiya looked at him curiously. He didn't peg her as the adventuring type, but anything was possible.

"You're looking to be an adventurer?"

She asked that and the boy lowered his head in shame, "Yeah, but I haven't had any luck in finding a Familia to join."

"Hm, well, which one are you looking for now?"

"I'm going to go and try to apply at the Loki Familia next."

That made the elf nervous as a bead of sweat trickled down the side of her head.

"O-Oh, the Loki Familia?"

"I-I know I'm probably not cut out for them, but I can't go on without at least trying every option no matter how bad the odds are!"

He looked to the sky with great determination while Lefiya mentally worried about his choice.

"At least he knows his place. Even so…" she asked herself if it was so wrong to give him a small helping hand. Even if it was likely he'd be rejected, this was what he asked of her and with a heavy heart, she would keep her word.

"Very well. If you would follow me, please, I will show you where that is."

Bell smiled and thanked her before the two made their way over to the location of the Loki Familia's home, Twilight Manor. At the same time, a short goddess with long black haired turned and walked into the same street Bell had just left.

"Huh. I could swear I heard some people here earlier."

She scratched her head, mildly confused, before shrugging her shoulders and moving on with whatever she was doing.

As they walked beside the wall bordering the estate, Lefiya remembered something crucial and mentally prayed for some luck, "Please. Please, don't let Bete be there! Mr. Cranel wouldn't have a chance!"

Unfortunately, not being a rabbit would hinder her luck as she saw Bete, a werewolf, standing guard by the front gate with another beast-man. The elf silently cursed her luck as she and Bell approached. At the same time, Bete saw the elf and scowled, disgusted by her weakness. He got up from the chair he was sitting on and marched over to them.

"The hell are you doing?"

Lefiya flinched back a tiny bit before telling him about Bell, "I-I'm here to help him apply here."

The gray-haired werewolf stared at her with widened eyes, not believing what he was hearing.

"Him?! That brat looks like a damn rabbit! There's no way in hell I'm letting him through these gates!"

"But-" he cut her off before she could get out more than one word.

"I said no! That weakling can go piss off somewhere else!"

He glared angrily at her which made Lefiya back away in fear. Bell saw this and felt he needed to step in since he was the one who got the two of them here in the first place.

"Please, Sir! Just give me a chance! I just want to try and help-"

Bete grew angrier by the second, so when Bell got closer to plead for his case, Bete back-handed him across the face and sent him flying backwards next to Lefiya. The boy groaned in pain and Lefiya got down to see if he was hurt. Bete had a habit of not holding back enough when he was angry and it showed when the boy coughed up some blood on the ground.

Seeing what his partner did, the chienthrope guarding the gates with him shouted at the werewolf in anger.

"Bete, what the hell is wrong with you?! You can't just strike at an outsider like that!"

The werewolf turned back and glared at him, "I don't give a damn, Cruz! Shit heads like him don't belong here or in the Dungeon!"

"Mr. Bete, that doesn't give you the right to treat him like that! It will only make us look bad!"

"Like you're one to talk!" Bete snapped over to Lefiya, who had tried to come to Bell's defense, "You make me just as sick! You're so damn weak even as a Level 3 that you need other people to save your useless ass!"

She would feel the truth in those words as she did feel like less than second fiddle in the Familia. She always did her best and yet, she still needed to rely on others because of her weakness and lack of experience. Tears pricked her eyes when he said that.

Bell was still struggling on the ground from the pain, but seeing Lefiya cry from her own Familia member's insult made a switch flip inside him.

"Y-... You take that back…"

"Huuuh?" The werewolf's gaze now went to Bell as the boy wiped the blood from his mouth. Bete seethed even more that this weakling dared to talk back to him.

"How could you say that? I found out this girl was in the Loki Familia of all Familias, one of the strongest in the city and even more surprising, she's Level 3. Most people never make it that far so to say she's weak is despicable. It's even worse coming from someone in her Familia. You're supposed to support each other, not drag them down. How could you do that?"

Bete glared harder before picking the boy up by his collar. Feeling him resist, Bete switched his grip and used his other hand to grab him by the throat.

Next to them, Lefiya was shocked and afraid for the boy. Part of her felt a little happy he defended her despite having only just met, but that changed when she saw Bete grab Bell by his neck.

"You got a problem with saying trash is trash?!"

Had this been any other scenario, Bell would be quaking in his boots. Now however, being at the defense of a girl gave the boy the courage he never knew he had.

"Th-... That's right."

He struggled to get the words out with the hand on his throat, but eventually got the message across. As for Bete, his anger reached a new peak. He clenched his free hand into a fist and reared it back, much to the shock of Cruz and Lefiya.

"Bete, stop! You're taking this too far!"

"NO! Please, don't hurt him!"

The werewolf ignored them and threw the punch towards Bell's face.

"What's going on here?"

Luckily, it wouldn't reach as a powerful voice of authority rang out for them all to hear. Turning to where it came from, they all saw three people. On the left was an elf woman clad in green robes with matching, long green hair. On the right was a blonde prum wearing purple trousers and a shirt of the same color. He had a yellow vest on top and gloves on his hands. In the middle was a red-haired woman with minimal clothing on.

The elf glared at the werewolf who had some random kid in his hands.

"Bete, you better release him. NOW."

The wolf clicked his tongue before he dropped Bell who hit the ground with a thud.

"What's all this commotion about?" the prum asked Cruz since he was more reasonable.

"Captain! Lefiya brought the boy over to apply to our Familia, but Bete, well… you know."

The Captain, Finn, placed his hand on his chin as he pieced together the story.

"I see. Bete, you stay out of this from now on. You've done enough damage."

"Huh?!" he gawked at the prum, "You can't seriously be taking his side!"

The jade elf then stepped forward to scold him further.

"You have no authority to use that kind of obsessive force. I can tell from here he's bleeding and I would be able to make quite a bit of money on my first gamble if I guess he was totally passive in this."

"He was," Cruz stepped up and confirmed her suspicion to be correct.

"I thought so."

The red-headed woman walked over to Bell.

"Yo, you good, kiddo?" she held out her hand and helped the boy to his feet.

"I think I'll be fine. Thank you, Ma'am."

"So, yer lookin' to join this Familia?"

Hearing this, Bell rubbed the back of his head nervously since he knew of their reputation.

"W-Well, I was hoping too. Though, that man had a point. I don't exactly have anything going for me at the moment."

He looked to the side with some shame while the woman observed him. She got closer to his face while keeping a hand on her chin. Bell looked at her nervously.

"I-Is everything alright?"

Her silence didn't help his case but eventually, she broke it.

"I've decided!"

"Decided what, Loki?" the prum asked her.

In response, she brought the boy closer to her into a tight hold. Her left arm around his neck, not too tight, and holding him next to her.

"I'm keeping him! He's joining us!"

All her children looked at her in shock after her bold declaration. The elf rubbed her head, knowing the headache that was on the way from another of Loki's whims.

"Loki, he isn't some pet from the store."

"What? Come on, Riveria. Just look at him. You can't tell me he isn't an adorable rabbit!"

Bell felt his already tiny ego fade even more. Being compared to a house pet was not something he was looking to add to his agenda. While having this internal debate, Loki was pleading with Riveria like a child would with their parent.

"Why not?"

"Loki…"

"I promise, you can trust me on this! I'll feed him, take him on walks-"

The high elf pinched her brow as the Goddess' ridiculousness grew.

"For the last time, the young man isn't a pet!" she didn't want to entertain her further, so she walked over to Bell and Lefiya and splashed a potion she had on hand onto him. Bell felt all the pain he was experiencing fade away as the potion's healing properties took effect. He finally felt comfortable standing on his own two legs as opposed to leaning on the wall next to him.

Now that the situation was settled down, Finn walked over to Bell to have a word with him personally.

"Before I go anywhere, I first would like to apologize to you. Mostly on behalf of my Familia member who has trouble controlling himself as well as my Goddess if she has offended you," He gave a slight bow and rested his hand on his stomach as he did so.

Bell put his hands up to stop him from being so apologetic.

"I-It's fine," the werewolf was one thing, but the stuff Loki had said was more a blow to his pride than anything. What was he supposed to do about his appearance? He didn't ask to be born with white hair, red eyes and look like a rabbit. Plus, the deal about being cute came with his age. He was still only fourteen!

"Please, no need to be so humble."

"I-I'm not. Everything he said is true whether I like it or not. Someone as weak as me doesn't have any business here. Sorry for all the trouble. I'll just go," he bowed to the three and thanked them for their kindness. In his mind, he wondered where to go next, but he found that his plans would be foiled once more by an orange haired elf standing not so far next to him and very much infuriated. As soon as he said that to the prum, she stomped over and glared at him.

"What is wrong with you?!"

"Ah!" he jumped a bit, startled at her yell. His body began leaning away from her as she scolded him.

"You didn't cause any trouble! It was Bete's fault for being an insensitive jerk to you! Why are you trying to take the blame that was never yours to begin with?!"

With each word, she towered high over him and Bell bent backwards at the same time to get away from the scary elf. Lefiya had one hand clenched into a fist and placed it onto her hip while her other had her index finger straight and pointing right at Bell's face.

With Bell, he was wondering why she was getting all upset in the first place. He didn't think he did anything wrong but she clearly disagreed with that. Thankfully, he didn't voice that opinion unless his goal was to make things even worse for him.

"Why are you so angry?"

"I am angry at you! How can you tell me you aren't even the tiniest bit angry after being thrown all the way over here from the front gates?!"

"Hold up, what?" Loki had to do a double take hearing the more specific details of what the untrained dog in her Familia did to the rabbit she took an immediate liking to. Lefiya turned to her for a moment to confirm what she saw.

"It's true, Goddess! He blew him over here when he was just asking for one chance to prove himself!" she then turned back to Bell and proceeded to yell at him more.

Meanwhile, in her mind, she was also upset he had the nerve to call himself weak after standing up to him. No nameless country bumpkin from outside Orario with no blessing to call their own would come remotely close to having the courage to do that. Not unless they were strong in other ways which is why the elf is so annoyed and angry.

"Well, this is a side of her that I don't see often. She's usually admiring Ais or lamenting her most recent failure. It's almost refreshing to see," Riviera smiled a bit seeing Lefiya act out so strongly for another person.

"Indeed," Finn agreed with her, "I should also think about how to punish Bete properly. Treating outsiders, especially ones as harmless and innocent as that boy the way he did is unacceptable. When Lefiya is done, I'll send him off myself before-" he was cut off by Loki who voiced her disagreement of letting the rabbit boy go so easy.

"Hold up! We're just going to let him go?!"

"Loki, we've been over this already. We're not going to keep him here like he's a pet. Besides, Bete is enough work already."

Said pet heard the jab aimed at him, but limited himself to a growl since he wasn't looking to embarrass himself more or his Familia. Still, Loki was insistent.

"But we won't even give him a chance to show what he's got? What if he's some kind of diamond in the rough? The kind that might push us past Freya one day!"

"Pfft. Yeah right," Bete muttered that under his breath as he glanced over to Bell. He saw the boy look like a tiny animal at this point with how much he shrunk himself under the elf's scolding.

"As correct as you are, I'm not going to force anything onto him. I wouldn't put it past the boy to brush us off after how poorly our first impression on him was," Finn looked away from Loki and glance over to Bete and Cruz before turning back. He was going to continue were it not for Loki on her knees and her hands together. Her eyes were glassy as she pleaded for Finn to give the boy a chance. With a small sigh, Finn decided he had to at least ask even if it seemed in poor taste considering everything that happened recently.

"Finn, are you sure?"

"Yes."

He walked over to Bell and Lefiya and got their attention. The boy was relieved to be free from the elf's grasp for the time being.

"Excuse me, Mister…" he gave a delay due to not knowing his name.

"B-Bell Cranel, Sir," He straightened himself and faced him before responding like that. Bell knew enough since he heard the small person was the Captain.

"Allow me to introduce myself properly. My name is Finn Deimne and I am Captain of the Loki Familia. As I am aware, you came here looking to apply before… ahem, running into complications," Bell confirmed that by nodding along. "Perfect. Now, I know what I'm about to say is in some poor taste given recent events, but I would like to ask this much to make it up to you and apologize. Would you still be interested in staying a little while longer? I can oversee your application testing personally. What do you say?"

If he was being honest, Bell felt flattered he was going to go that far for him; yet, he also felt intimidated being proctored by the Captain of the Familia he was looking to join. Coupling that with the numerous bad experiences he had and that made for some mild trauma.

"Um, I-I don't…" he looked to his side briefly and saw Lefiya glaring at him once more. He immediately snapped his head back to Finn and answered more to appease the elf's anger than answer how he felt inside. "THANK YOU VERY MUCH, SIR!"

Finn was met with a deep bow which made him smile awkwardly before gesturing for the boy to follow him inside.

"Come this way. I'll lead you over somewhere we can talk this out. Riveria, you and Loki can go without us. Also, tell the others I'm going to be held up a little."

"Alright."

"You go one ahead, Riveria. I'm stickin' around to watch."

The elf allowed it since the Goddess had nothing better to do today anyway. It also worked out so she didn't have to deal with her either. So, the elf left them all to their matters so it was only the four of them.

"Lefiya, come along."

"Y-Yes, Ma'am!"

Scratch that. Three of them because the other elf was taken away as well. As she was, Bell took a moment to thank her.

"Thank you for all your help, Miss Lefiya!"

She said a quick "You're welcome" before leaving to join the other elf. Once they were alone, Finn brought Bell to the open area while Loki found a spot to sit at a table off to the side. In the open, Finn welcomed Bell to stretch for a bit.

"Tell me, have you had any combat experience before?"

"N-Not really. I've helped sling a few rocks at some goblins back in my home village, but I never really had any formal training."

Finn appreciated the honest answer. Still, having no experience didn't make him an instant write off. He grabbed a wooden training stick and threw a wood sword over to Bell.

"Let's have a small match. Show me what you got."

Bell got into a stance like he did, "I'll do my best."

"There's no time limit and I'll end the match when I feel I've seen what I want. Come at me whenever you're ready."

Being his first actual fight ever, Bell was understandably nervous. Small beads of sweat formed and trickled down his head. Finn was closing the gap once one had dripped and fallen to the ground.

Bell reacted as quickly as he could and managed to block the downward strike aimed at his shoulder. Finn then twirled his stick and struck again at Bell's right shoulder before landing a thrust at his chest and knocking him back. The wind knocked out of him, Bell grasped his chest with one hand and dropped to one knee. Finn smirked and raised an eyebrow as he rested his stick on his shoulder.

"Done already?"

Bell wiped his mouth and got back up with a grimace on his face.

"No, Sir! I can keep going!"

The prum's smile widened as he admired the fire the boy had in him. Their little bout went on but Finn was immediately caught by surprise the second time they clashed. When he opened with the same move, Bell had a more efficient response and brushed the weapon aside. He had more room to get in and try to land a blow. Finn was obviously holding himself back to make the match more fair, but being surprised so suddenly made the prum do a quick motion and send Bell flying backwards and landing face first on the ground.

Loki stood up and yelled over to him, "Woah! Too much!"

Finn's eyes widened after he snapped from his brief trance and saw he had gone a bit overboard. He walked over to the boy and offered to help him up, "Sorry about that. Are you hurt?"

"Ow… just a little sore."

"Do you think you can keep going?"

The boy shook his head and nodded and the two were at it once more. This went on for nearly an hour. In that time, Finn noticed a small quirk about him. Everytime he pushed him back, Bell would be ready with a better answer than before causing Finn to have to change tactics more quickly than he anticipated he had to for a normal person. Within minutes, Bell had already analyzed and broken down much of Finn's style and soon naturally predicted how he would act.

As for Finn, he wanted to see if Bell would pick up on that and start anticipating his moves. When Bell actually did start doing that, Finn was quite surprised but also very impressed.

"He's a quick learner. This young man might fit just fine." Finn thought this to himself as their match was reaching its end. Bell was sweating a lot and leaned on his sword while Finn looked perfectly fine.

The prolonged spar was mostly Finn's fault. His curiosity got the better of him and he wanted to test his theory on Bell's natural gift. Time and time again, he was proven right and the boy had the natural talent of learning new things nearly instantly. While he didn't know all the limitations of it, being effective for physical activities was a great benefit and Finn was very pleased about that.

Off to the side, Loki watched while deep in thought. That nature of the boy's development felt oddly familiar to her, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. After nearly an hour with nothing, she dropped the thought for now and appreciated the rabbit she took a liking to had more to offer than only looking like a cute pet if the grin on Finn's face was anything to go by. She got up and walked over to him as Finn helped him up.

"So, how are you feeling?"

The boy panted and was hunching over a little.

"Tired… sore…"

Finn chuckled and felt a little sorry for pushing the boy farther than he meant to. Loki then arrived and handed Bell a towel to clean himself off which he thanked her for.

"So, how'd he do?"

"Hm, if you ask me…"

He got into a thinking pose and looked over to Bell who felt nervous about his stare. Bell felt he did ok and he really did his best. He may not have gotten any good hits in but how was he going to do that anyway against one of the strongest people in the world?

"I say he did very well."

Bell released a sigh of relief. That was a good start.

"His fighting skills are very much lacking, but that's to be expected since you said you had no combat experience."

Loki wanted to know some of his background, "What did you do, kid?"

"I was a farmer for my whole life."

"Then that's a given. It's not realistic to expect a farmer to know how to fight. Even so, he demonstrated impressive learning ability during our match. Admittedly, I dragged it on for longer than I should have," he grinned awkwardly while scratching his cheek.

Bell let out a loud complaint when Finn admitted to dragging out their test.

"You mean that was your fault?! I thought I was gonna pass out!"

"Ah, sorry about that."

Taking a breath to calm down, Bell asked about his final results.

"So, what do you think? Am I good enough to join? I know I didn't manage to hit you but I promise I gave it my all!"

Finn raised his hand up to calm the boy's nerves.

"You didn't do anything wrong. Actually, with your potential, I gladly support Loki's desire to recruit you. Of course, if you're still interested."

The boy's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Sure. Ya did a damn good job, kid," she smiled brightly and slapped his back.

"Should you agree, the others shouldn't fight back much on my decision. However, the final word is yours."

Finn smiled at Bell who had stars in his eyes. The boy nodded fiercely, "Yes! I would love to be a part of this Familia!"

Loki raised up her arms and jumped high, "All right!"

She ran over to Bell and grabbed both his hands before raising them up. Both were in good spirits and celebrated.

"Oh, now that you've been approved by my Captain, I'll bring you to my office and I'll get you all set up."

"Thank you very much, Goddess."

The Goddess was adoring the respect the boy was giving her and brought him closer with her arm.

"Aw, you don't gotta be so formal with me! Just Loki is fine!"

"What? But you're a Goddess!"

On their way to her office, she kept insisting Bell address her less formally, but that would take some more work. Once they arrived, she grabbed a chair for him to sit in to perform the ritual.

"Alrighty! Take your shirt off and show me your back."

He did so and Loki grabbed a pin to prick her finger. Once a drop of blood seeped out, she got to work and Bell was all set in just a few moments.

"All done!"

He opened his eyes wide, "Already? I thought that would take longer."

"Nope. Quick and easy," she copied his status which showed nothing spectacular since he was a fresh Level 1, but the first blessing is always a special moment so she gave the copy to the boy. "Welcome aboard, Bell!"

She handed him the sheet of paper and Bell stared at it. There it was, his name and his Familia right under it.

"Well, I gotta go let the others know. You should get ready to get settled in once we got a room for ya. If you got stuff in an inn or something, you should go get those quick before they charge ya. Later!"

She ran out and Bell put his shirt back on before quickly following. He rolled up the sheet of paper before he ran out the front gates faster than before. At the gates, Cruz and Bete saw Bell run out and the werewolf scoffed thinking he ran out crying because he got rejected. Little did they know, Bell had the brightest smile on his face and he looked to the sky with glee.

"Grandpa, I did it! I managed to find a Familia for me and now I can finally move forward!"

He made a quick pace for his old inn. Suddenly, things were looking much brighter for him.

A/N
I've been told for some time I was good at writing and now here I am trying this out and with a series I love a lot. DanMachi has a special place in my heart so I figured it was the perfect place to start. For this story, I'm going to make it Bell, Lefiya and Filvis. Plenty of good things to look forward to. Please do tell me how I did because this is my fisrt time taking a serious shot at fanfiction writing like this.
Reviews and constructive criticisms are welcomed and appreciated. Don't be too hard on me though.