With A Bang

When he was a little kid, Tyrin had a simple wish. He wanted to be the main character in life, just like the ones he read about in novels. Handsome men that would flatten mountains and face-slap villains. 

As his life went on, he started to lose faith a bit by bit. His body wasn't as strong. His ability was lackluster. His talent was barely existent. That's when he decided to turn to runes, but even that had little success. However, he was still handsome, so he had a chance. 

As if there was a certain way that people did things that he didn't know about, everything he did end in failure. A failure after a failure after a failure. 

"You're a failure." His father once told him as he studied a piece of artifact. "You see this shard? I bought it from an agency that digs through dungeons. A young man had found this shard. Even a lowly peasant is more useful than you are. Make yourself useful, Tyrin." 

"Yes, father."