One day, the god named Caute descended to the village below. By the request of many gods around him, and against his wishes, he floated down to the lands below.

Down in the country of Airegin was a small village known as En. They were just living peacefully until a pillar of light came down from the heavens and Caute gently floated down. The people looked shocked at his appearance, only for him to quickly bolt far away at supersonic speeds. He was never seen again.

Five days have past since then, and the village's adventurer's guild was quite empty. The only people there were two barbaric warriors named Billy and Bobby, and the receptionist lady. This receptionist laid her head flat on the front desk, feeling bored out of her mind. She only got the job recently, but was unfortunate enough to get it when the popularity of being an adventurer in this village was starting to decline. As such, business was quite slow and she'd spend many hours asleep on the front desk.

"Excuse me. I'd like to register as an adventurer here."

She looked down at the boy in front of her. With ginger hair, red eyes, and freckles that made him look like a wild animal, the receptionist could swear he looked like a younger version of the god that came down before. Maybe it was an illusion or something so that he could move undetected. She just chalked it up to that.

"Okay, just stick out your hand. I'll have to check your stats first." She knew it was pointless but the chances of her getting seen skipping this step and being fired on the spot was higher than zero. While the job was boring, it paid well, and if there was one thing she liked it was not having her mom constantly shout at her to get a job.

The little kid pulled his hand back, clearly afraid to stretch his hand out.

"It's okay," the receptionist said. "I won't hurt you."

The kid seemed to agree and stretched his hand out. For a moment the receptionist thought she could see a glow, like a million defensive spells were cast on it just in case. She didn't care though, and continued to look at his stats.

"Congratulations, you're now an ad-" She stopped as soon as she looked at the stats more seriously.

General Info Stats Name: Not Caute STR 1 Age: Less than 517yrs SPE 1 HP: 1/1 DUR 1 Level: 1 INT 1 EXP: 0/1

"Um..." She was having a hard time believing these stats were real. For one, that name was stupid. Secondly, she was pretty sure the age section didn't work that way. Third, there was no way people could be alive nowadays with all ones in their stats. While she clearly didn't know about Stercus, she gave Not Caute the same answer the receptionist over there gave Stercus.

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"I'm sorry, but you need at least a 10 in each stat to become an adventurer."

"I see." Not Caute slowly walked out of the guild. Not even a second after he was out another person walked in. He looked exactly like Not Caute, but with glasses and a black mustache.

"Hello," he said with a voice that was very clearly fake. "May I become an adventurer?"

The receptionist sighed. This was very clearly dumb. She was just going to humor the boy for now and send him out. If he came back again maybe she'd start to complain, but she just couldn't be bothered right now. She simply looked at his stats and...

General Info Stats Name: Not Not Caute STR 10 Age: Less than 517yrs SPE 10 HP: 10/10 DUR 10 Level: 1 INT 10 EXP: 0/1

Seriously!? She looked again and again just to make sure she didn't see this wrong. And yes, this person, who was Not Not Caute apparently, was just like the person who came previously but with just the right stats. It was clear that this guy was using some spell to fake his stats, but at this point she didn't care.

"You're in. Here's your id and have fun." Using magic to create a card for the small dude, she just tossed it to him and had him continue on his day.