"I always wanted to be part of a guild."
Haru looked out the carriage window with a smile he couldn't hide, remembering everything: the anime he watched, the games he played until dawn, the manhwas he read secretly in class.
"A guild isn't just a group of adventurers. It's family. It's where you belong."
He remembered the sacred rules every fan knew: choosing a guild is like choosing a barber. Nobody betrays anyone. It's forever. You can change cities, weapons, even classes, but never guilds without a reason.
He told everyone this excitedly, gesturing, his voice coming out fast.
"...and then the guild gives you missions, you rank up, gain reputation, and eventually become legendary and..."
"Hey, breathe." Isabela laughed. "You're acting like a child."
"But I also wanted to be part of one!" She admitted, smiling. "I always thought the idea was... romantic. Adventurers getting together, sharing stories, growing together..."
