One day, you are out hunting when you see a young man, about your age,
walking through the forest. The man has short golden-blonde hair. He
has bright blue eyes and is only about an inch taller than you. He is
holding something long wrapped in a cloth. He appears to be lost.
"Take one more step, and you die," you say quietly from
behind a bush, where he can't see you.
"What?" He looks around, trying to find you.
Suddenly, a giant beast comes racing at him. Quicker than lightning,
you jump between him and the beast and you slay the beast with your
bow and arrow.
"Who are you?" the boy asks.
"I might ask you the same question," you reply sternly,
"You're out here unarmed? Don't you know there are several of
those monsters crawling around this area?"
"I was just looking for someone."
"Who?"
"The Warrior of the Woods."
You laugh. "Are you blind? She's standing right in front of
you!"
"You?!" the boy exclaims, "but you're a girl!"
"Okay, fine, if you're going to be that way, I won't help
you."
"No, no. I'm sorry. It's just that the reincarnation has been a
man all these years."
"Why are you looking for me?"
"I wanted to give you this." He hands you the long object
wrapped in cloth.
You take the cloth off and realize that it is a sword. But not just
any sword, this sword seems to be made entirely of glass. You whack it
against a tree to see how strong it is, and the sword is so strong,
that it cuts the tree down.
"This is the famous sword that belongs to the Warrior. Queen
Darasma stole it, and kept it in her dungeons, but I took it
back."
"Queen Darasma?! What do you know about Queen Darasma?"
"She's taken over the kingdom. She's ruling with an iron fist.
It's terrible! The peasants have all become her slaves, and when
someone annoys her, for even the slightest reason, she kills them. I
was imprisoned in the palace for almost a whole year. Then I heard of
the Warrior of the Woods, so I figured that if I find him...I mean,
her, and return the sword, she'd come back and return the kingdom to
peace."
"You are very brave. What is your name?"
"Qirato."
"I promise you, Qirato. I will avenge the queen and set your
people free."
"Thank you. By the way, what is your name?"
"Danae."
Now, you are a beautiful young woman of fourteen. You have been
foraging for yourself for the past year, living wherever it's
relatively warm, a bitter feeling in your heart every day. You know
the queen and her armies will return, and when they do, you will be
ready for them.