Somewhere, a nineteen-year-old girl held a sickle in her hand as she harvested a wheat field. Meanwhile, her parents, whose faces were full of wrinkles despite being only in their thirties, were also busy harvesting.

A thick silence hung between the girl and her parents.

The girl's name was Sage, and she had a little brother who was in the first year of high school. Sage was the girl with the brightest future in her village. She was always first in her class and was a lot more athletic than t