I've always thought I was the chosen one.
Even if I'm not particularly lucky, I have three guardian spirits!
Even if my three guardian spirits are gloomy, anti-human, and mentally unstable, they're still guardian spirits!
Even if my guardian spirits haven't dropped any coins or given me any secret techniques, they're still guardian spirits!
--With three guardian spirits at my back, I successfully became the owner of a shrine. My future looked bright!
- The things my guardian spirits bring home are always useless-looking junk, like a [strange stone mask], [broken arrowhead], [crunchy finger], or [green cluster amaryllis]?
Let's just put them in a box for now. Maybe they'll go up in value!
- The White Snake's divine attendant thinks my guardian spirits have an evil aura and wants to fight them?
Keep your voice down. Is that something to be proud of? We're all on the same team.
- My guardian spirits sometimes lose their minds and turn into little animals that wreck the house?
That's not okay! Repairs to the shrine cost money! If you're going to destroy things, I might as well get a part-time job at a construction site!
I firmly believe that my bond with my guardian spirits is unbreakable.
I firmly believe my future is bright.
Until one day, I was walking a few of my guardian spirits, who had turned into dogs and were currently out of their minds. Just as I was about to stop them from eating poop, someone suddenly charged toward me and tried to feed one of them some strange finger.
Before I could beat the person up for feeding them random stuff, a flash of white light transformed my guardian spirit into a "human."
He sincerely invited me to help destroy the world.
--No, no, no! Who are you? Wasn't I supposed to be the chosen one?
P.S. Blurb written on 2025.2.14. May be revised later.
P.P.S. The overall tone is about picking on various scumbags, though there may be some affection in it.
Theme: Hard work brings wealth
