Hero

Once, a hero was born. Upon the blessing of a star, the hero rose from early age to do great deeds, and eventually stumbled upon the Elixir of Immortality. After consuming it, thinking he could protect his world forever, he grew old. His bones ached with each motion, his armor grew heavy and rusted, and his friends and family faded into the past. Millenia pass, but he still tries to defend his world from evils, despite the immense pain of his age, and fallen comrades. Until he stumbled into the village he was born in, where a child recognized the rusted armor and weapons as the Legendary Hero's equipment. After calling the village elder, the child walked up to the hero and placed his hands on his shoulders and spoke; The Heroes of past must rest, for its no longer your duty to defend this world. The child took the heroes armor, weapons, and placed them on the villages fountain, and began to pray. As if the heavens themselves heard the prayer, the armor shone, ready to be donned again