Aedes Elysiae, a remote frontier village isolated from the world, now lives on only in cryptic legends.
Nameless hero, Khaslana^[1], Chrysos Heir carrying the Coreflame of “Worldbearing,” memorizes the ideals of all worlds, carries the fate of multitudes, and brings the first light of dawn to the new world.
— “But should dawn have never existed, let the fires of rage burn this body to ashes and transform into he blazing sun of tomorrow.”

Aedes Elysiae, the boy's hometown.
The village lived by the rhythm of the sun: working at daybreak, resting at sundown, just like his own life, simple and unadorned.

In a tiny schoolhouse that could barely fit a handful of students, the boy drifted off during a droning history lesson, his thoughts floating away with the wood shavings dancing from his hands.

Stroke by stroke, the figure of a warrior slowly emerged from the block of wood hidden in his desk drawer.
“A mighty greatsword… only a blade like that could match this strength…”
He sharpened the edges of the wood chip in the sunlight.
“Armor scarred by honor, a cloak like wings soaring through the storm.”
“And then…”

“Phainon! If you want to be the strongest warrior… you'd better start paying attention.”
Miss Pythias never gets tired of dragging him back to reality.

The boy preferred the training yard stacked with hay bales far more than school.