"Two thousand years ago, the world suffered it's great loss at the Great War. There we, humans had to fight an unknown beast nation. With an unknown and tremendous power they fought with us and for that we were dragged to a corner by them. Even with all the people's union we couldn't win against them. Then out of nowhere heroes arrived. With their aid humans found divine weapons and with those blessings we fought against them and eventually won the war. After that humans started to get up at their own feet. As time went on everyone came at peace. The divine weapons started losing their divine powers and the unknown people disappeared without a trace. And now from this our world is now at this. THE END." A woman closed the book as a boy's eyes were sparkling. "How many times did I tell you this story, George?" There are hundreds of stories for you to read out but why choose this one?" The boy replied, "I really like this story. I also want to become like them."
"Whom?"
"The heroes!"
"Don't worry. You can become like them. I know it. Everyone deserves to be a hero. You just have to earn it."
"So, mother. What happened to the people who helped us at the Great War?"
"At history they were known as 'Wizards'. As the war end a decade later they disappeared out of nowhere and started living between us as normal civilians. Some say you can see a wizard after a century. Also some say they all returned to their homeland."
"And where that might be, mother?"
"No man couldn't reach the secret gates called the 'Realm Gates' that connects every single worlds known at this universe. But most of the people currently don't believe this and the story stood as a myth."
"Still I want to believe in them. I want to believe that they exist and I'll try to find them."
"That's a hard dream to reach up to. For that first you have to grow up as a good and healthy boy. Then you find be capable to find them."
"Then I'll grow up as you told me to and become a wizard."
"Hmmm. Then listen to me. The night has been long. It's time to fall asleep. Good night, my little wizard."
Then Little George got a kiss on his forehead and his mother blew out the lamp at the table.