"Hey, are you lost?" an Elven man asked, looking at Kent from head to toe. Kent had just stepped into his store.
"I am not," Kent answered, looking back at him.
"If you are not lost, then what are you doing in this godforsaken place? Do you perhaps have a death wish?"
Kent laughed, "I believe I am still too young to die. In fact, a man even told me on my way here that I still have so many years ahead of me, so death is not an option."
"I see. Then why did you come here?"
Kent turned toward the red planet in the distance, "I came because of that planet. I am here to train."
"Well, can't say I didn't expect that. But are you really sure this is something you wanted? I mean, look around, the weakest person here is a Spirit Monarch, and even they are looking to form a team with Spirit Lords for safety."
