The Hero is dead. His last words were a prophecy about a successor that should arrive within the next hundred years and finish what he couldn't. It's been 100 years since then, and although many tried, no one was able to fill up the shoes that Hero left behind. As the countdown of the last hundred days humanity seems to have left starts, so do people grow more and more desperate for their chosen one to finally come and save the world. I will be posting a new chapter every week until the story is done. Hope you will enjoy it. Trust me, everything will not be as simple as it may seem at first.