I am a born warrior, eccentric, temper, like to fight. And, I only eat meat!
When I came to this world, I was the only one. I did not feel lonely. I built a home with my own strength, a beautiful stone house with pots and pans I made myself.
I feel very happy, very satisfied.
One day, a white elf came to my room to knock on the door and politely asked me: "Can I live with you?" Having said it, I still did not forget to give me a big smile.
My heart is moving, this is a feeling I did not have before. I used to fight monsters and devoured them.
I suspect he came to set me up, really, I do not trust anyone. Let it live here I will worry about the house being torn down and will worry about it grabbing my meat.
Elf said: "I will not grab your food, will not demolish your house, I can help you to do housework, I have great strength, I want to make friends, I do not have home," finish the elves began to organize Debris
A few days after the elf came, everything changed. I began to eat fruit regularly and began planting vegetables. Know to dress up your own room with a bouquet.
Well, having a companion is not a bad thing.
Soon after, monsters struck, I put on armor, picked up the weapon, excited to go fight, but this time I lost, I can not beat it.
I shouted to the elf in the stone house: "Come help me hit it, hurry up."
It does not seem to hear, it seems to pretend not to hear.
Finally, I exhausted exhausted, the monster demolished my house, smashed my pots and pans, the layout of the dismantling of my layout.
I am angry, angry, I want to vent all the anger to the elves who hid in the corner of her mountain called the tsunami shouting, scolded her as a waste, stupid, the key moment not to use.
I curse tired, the body is very tired, lying on the ground with his eyes motionless.
Elves did not say anything, quietly picked up the scattered items and eat, neatly arranged.
She did not really say a word.
She wore the armor I gave her, the corner and the spear I made for her. She took it all, with the food she had, the wood she had cut, the good stones she had collected.
She piled everything in front of me.
"I'm sorry, I will not fight, did not help you, these things left for you, you have to take good care of myself, I want to go"
She finished leaving, leaving me alone did not react.
I started to cry.
She is just a wizard!
She is just a wizard that will not fight ah! ! !
I cried for a day, full of her figure.
After a while I made myself a bigger and more beautiful house with lots of flowers, lots of fruits, and lots of vegetables in the yard.
I am still the only guy who will fight, no longer have a person, no longer see the elf.
Whenever I calm down, I will think of her.
When she remembers, she wanted to cry, her heart aches.