Walking down the street Adam's mind was going crazy, he couldn't wait for tomorrow. Tomorrow! It was so soon and also so far away.

He was 185 cm tall, had shoulder-length brown hair tied in a bun, and beautiful green eyes. His silhouette was lean with a moderate amount of muscles. Around him, a snowy landscape was seen, behind him were houses of the villagers and dimly lit streets of Ferston. In front of him the plain spread out, with rarely growing trees covered in snow, reflecting the moonlight. In the distance was seen the forest's dark line.

In the middle of the plain, between the town and the forest stood a lonely house, it was the house in which Adam lived.

He waited years for this moment, the next day afternoon was going to be a grand celebration in the town. All the children who became fifteen this year were about to awaken their mana.

While everyone had some mana inside them, most had only a little bit, barely a noticeable amount. The rest, a smaller portion, has more mana, enough for it to be useful. Even among the smaller portion, there are two sides, those talented and those not. Talented ones have what it takes to become a mage, the rest can not. While they are 'talentless' those who become warriors aren't pushovers either, some even have talent, but for the aura, and type of mana used by warriors, but that's information for another time.

In Ferston, children's dreams were centred on becoming warriors, only an elite few could become a mage, and parents wouldn't set their children for a near-impossible possibility. In fact, mages are so rare, that there is normally only one for a town, not one awakening every year, but one existing.

Adam also didn't have his ambitions set high, he was proficient in using a bow, and he hoped to at least have enough mana to become a warrior.

Adam's goal was to become an adventurer and travel the world. He didn't want to stay in his hometown, nothing was keeping him here. All his relatives died while defending the town in the monster tide generated by the first dungeon in the area. From then on he was being taken care of by Derek Puffypaw, a local hunter who owes his life to Adam's late father.

After his parent's demise, Mr Puffypaw took care of him and taught him how to shoot a bow and skin his prey. Living with the hunter wasn't so bad, although he could never give him parental love, Mr. Puffypaw cared for him, he was like an uncle to Adam.

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Just as he was thinking about his everyday life he arrived at his current home.

Adam lived in a cobblestone cottage on the outskirts of Ferston, it was a two-story house with vines falling from its red-tiled roof. Dark smoke coming from the chimney signalled presence in the house. In front of the residence, there were pots covered in snow and at the back, stables were located. Also beside the doorway sat a puppy-looking snowman.

"Hi! What's for dinner?" Shouted Adam while walking inside, Derek sat on a couch in front of the fireplace, warming up his feet. He was a middle-aged man, with a soft face, dark-yellow hair, and a little beard. He had blue eyes. His posture was worthy of a Hunter, with wide shoulders and nicely built muscles. Although it wasn't seen because of his sitting position, he was a high person, nearing 2 meters high.

"Whatever you caught." Barked back, Derek.

"Well, I've got a rabbit" Answered Adam

"I suppose it will have to be enough, although couldn't you catch something bigger? I still have to pay the mortgage so every copper counts." Complained Mr Puffypaw

"Sorry I was so excited about tomorrow, I startled a whole bunch of deers."

"By the way, did someone come here with a package?" Added Adam.

"Yeah, I left it on your bed...What's inside?"

"Armour!!, ordered from the best leatherworker in Ferston!" Adam gathered money on the side for 4 whole years to eventually buy armour for his first fights as an adult.

"Aaaa... I guess the only thing you are more excited about is tomorrow's ceremony."

Derek knew about Adam's fascination with fighting and even entertained the idea of him preparing for his adult life as an adventurer by hunting in the forest. Derek himself was considerably gifted with mana, not near enough to become a mage, but sufficient to develop nice shooting skills and become a successful hunter, which is arguably a well-paying job, not everyone can venture into the deep woods and return alive, returning with prey is even harder.

Of course, Adam wasn't allowed to venture deep enough inside the forest to encounter even the most feeble of the beasts, but he was still content with what he got. As an adult, he would begin to train with his bow and he would eventually be strong enough to care for himself not only at the outskirts but even deeper. That is if he had enough mana to begin the training.

Adam disappeared from Derek's view and came to his room. Inside his room, there was a bed and a closet on one side and on the other stood a simple table with a chair. On the bed lay a package, Adam opened it and saw a set of leather armour consisting of boots, jacket, pants, and vambraces. The armour was simply done, hard leather on the outside and soft fur on the inside to alleviate collisions and skin irritation.

After checking if it fits, Adam came to the kitchen and made a simple stew from rabbit and some vegetables.

After eating he went to bed, for he had an exciting and potentially exhausting day ahead.