1 The Beginning

This is a story about someone named Gyro, he was just a young child when his parents both died in a Accident where knives fell from the roof of a tavern and landed in their heads. The deaths we're marked as accidents and due to their child just being born he didn't inherit anything. He was orphaned and he wondered what happened to his parents because he had no memory of them, he assumed they left him behind because of the fact that everyone called him cursed and avoided him.

He once made a friend, but after that friend first touched Gyro they got struck by lightning, even though they were inside of a building. At that point he agreed with the others and started to avoid them too.

Gyro enjoyed playing games like chess, hide and seek, and tag, he enjoyed tag even though no one wanted to play it with him, and he didn't want anyone to die.

Gyro loved food, he would usually eat 5 meals a day and he would stay the average kid he is normally, no matter the amount he ate.

Everyone avoided touching him, some even avoided interacting with him in any way, He wondered why they did that all of the time, was it because he was so called "cursed"?

When he turns 15 he turned into the type of person most would avoid getting attached to, an Adventurer, Adventurers without guilds usually don't take any big jobs so he never joined a guild, due to his lack in strength, and the fear of getting connected to people only to have them die. He does small jobs like cleaning and farm work, He does ask if he could not touch any animals just to be cautious. He did make just enough to survive. He started hunting so he could sell the hides and meat at shops to get some extra silver. He could eat 3 meals and still have one silver left over each time luckly.

"I wonder if I should go on a extermination quest? Nothing to hard of course." He thinks out loud.

He then walked to the tavern and looked at the quest board. There are a few extermination quest, one is a goblin hunting quest he decides not to go for that one though, he has heard tales of new adventures being wiped out by large hordes of goblins, so he obviously couldn't try that by himself. He decided to go with a quest to hunt a white fur deer, it's prize money is around 25 silver, which is more than he makes in a week at his other jobs. He hunted for the White fur deer and found it surprisingly fast, he then used a makeshift spear to hunt it down, while he was dragging the beautiful deer back, he found a large tree that had a single apple on it. It looked delicious so he grabbed it and put it into his pocket to save it for later.

That day he celebrated and decided to eat the apple that he found while he was hunting. He then went to bed in the stables after eating a good meal and drinking some good water.

He woke up the next morning feeling terrible, his stomach felt like it was melting get nothing happened to it other than the pain, he had a terrible headache that felt like someone droped a large boulder on his head crushing it, and for some reason he could smell smoke, it suddenly snapped him out of the pain, it was definitely more than the houses could make with the chimneys. It's also very dark, so he comes up with the idea he must have slept in all the way until night time, when they planned to have a bonfire? No, that doesn't make sense, why would they have a bonfire on the far side of town instead of the middle?

He decides after thinking about it for 30 seconds and then he gets up and looks outside to see if everything is okay with the village, kind of worried he sneaks out of the wooden doors of the stables to look outside. As he steps outside there is a bright light that blinds him before he sees not a town but a town that has been both scorched and attacked.

He wonders why whoever attacked left the stables alone of all places, then he realizes that everyone he knew is dead and he walks back to the stable to sleep again deciding it must all be a dream.