Mist: The Origin

A continent shrouded in mist, a history sealed away for ages, and a boy who had forgotten his past.

When the Wind Spirit appeared, it stirred up a thousand waves. As the past came to light, the music ended and the people scattered, while the years slipped away unnoticed.

The person before me asked what my name was.

I said my name was Fool.

He burst out laughing and asked why I was called that.

I said nothing. "That's right! Why am I called that?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.