prologue

try my best to do the right thing.

In a world that has hit rock bottom I strive to be my best self, not only for my image but to bring honor to the place I was raised. My name is Alex. My parents are non-existent. And my goal is to rid the world of all monsters.

At the age of seven every person is asked to define their life. They have to choose their class. Most kids choose the class that their family specializes in. Others choose the same enchantment l their idol has.

There was a hero that would visit me in the orphanage. He was a part of a guild that would protect the city I lived in. He would tell me stories about how his trusty spear struck the heart of his enemies. So when the time came I chose the class of my heroes with pride.

When I told the hero about my enchantment he laughed with joy. "So you want to be a great lancer huh" Gunther said with joy. "Well I guess you'll be needing a spear then. Tell you what when you get a little bit older I'll train you how to use one in exchange you have to promise me one thing." " What" I said with glee. " promise me you'll be strong enough to take what you want. A lot of people in this world can't enjoy it because of their pride. Promise me if you don't enjoy it you'll quit". I agreed with him, not quite understanding what he meant