Sven watched the building where the supposed ceremony was going to happen. He wondered what was about, but at the same time he felt he shouldn’t question it. His parents always told him to never worry about what was going there, but it set the seeds of questions in his mind. He watched as the people entered into the building, wondering why there was so many people. If there was some kind of problem, he was pretty sure that his parents would’ve come as well. He waited a bit before moving on.
He watched by the window; it was about to start. He watched around as he saw that the window could open. He tried to unlock it silently, the voice covering his noise as he opened it lightly. He would’ve fall into the room and he heard: Fate has given us Sven Fainric for Fire! And Space will be explored by Henri Jonrin! He quickly stood up and brushed himself, looking around. ”Well, aren’t you arriving in time, Sven.” A voice called to him. He looked over, seeing one of the merchant he used to see sat down near him. ”Wha-? What is going on?” He scratched the back of his head. The merchant laughed a bit. ”Don’t play with me kid, you have been chosen! Haven’t you heard?” He said as he pointed towards the stage. Sven saw other kids joining the stage.
As his name was called again as he gulped: ‘What have I done?’ He moved towards the stage, trying to be confident of his steps. He heard hushed voices as he knew that there were eyes upon him. “Who is he?” “Why was that kid chosen?” “Isn’t he just a farmer?” He smirked a bit, laughing to himself silently. I don’t know what is going, but people seems surprised. Maybe it is my time to shine?’ He said before skipping over the steps onto the stage. He stood by, a smirk on the corner of his face. He’ll just go along and if he doesn’t like it, he’ll probably just run away back to his home, or at least so he thought.