[ WP ] You have reincarnated in world where there are heroes , dragons and demons and you are villager number 231 .

`` Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Warwick, Happy birthday to you!'' Mother sang. 
 
 I took a moment to ponder my wish, before blowing out the single candle on my loaf of bread. 
 
 `` What did you wish for, love?'' Mother asked. 
 
 `` Same thing as always, mum. I want adventure. I want my name to mean something to the people in this village, and far beyond!'' I said emphatically. 
 
 My sweet, loving mother just smiled back at me. 
 
 `` One day, perhaps.'' She responded. `` But until then, be a dear and take out the trash before you get your birthday gift.'' 
 
 `` Mum, I'm 20 now. I'm a man. You do n't need to get me childish birthday gifts anymore. It's a waste of money, that we ca n't afford to lose.'' I said genuinely. 
 
 She chuckled to herself and replied, `` No matter how old you get, you'll always be my sweet baby Warwick.'' 
 
 I grabbed the waste bin and left our home. 
 
 It was a gorgeous day in the Village. The sun was shining brightly, and the smell of baked goods filled the air. It was Sunday after all, and the market had recently opened for business. I dropped the garbage, and took off running towards the merchants. 
 
 `` Ahoy, if it is n't the birthday lad!'' Murphy shouted as he saw me approaching. 
 
 `` Good morning, Murph! Got any goodies for me today?'' I said excitedly. 
 
 `` For my favorite customer?'' The jolly old man laughed. `` You'd better believe it!'' 
 
 Murphy was always good to us. He had been the closest thing to a father I'd had since I was a boy. 
 
 He handed me a parcel, carefully wrapped with a bow. 
 
 `` Happy birthday, my boy.'' He said with a smile. 
 
 As my hand reached the gift, a horn pierced through the air and stole everyone's attention. 
 
 *'' Allow me to present, Sir Randolph the brave. Conqueror of the Ice Trolls in the Northern Hills, Vanquisher of the cruel Witch of the Wood, and author of the increasingly popular romantic novel, `` How to unlock any Chastity Belt. `` * 
 
 The merchants and customers all broke out into applause as the bard finished his introduction. 
 
 Sir Randolph strut through the crowd on horseback, and women flocked towards him. 
 
 I could see Murph looking at me, from the corner of my vision. 
 
 `` That's going to be me one day.'' I said under my breath. 
 
 `` Sorry lad, but I do n't think so.'' Murphy replied. 
 
 I stared back at him, surprised. 
 
 He continued, `` Sir Randolph is a great man. But he is n't half the man that you will be one day.'' 
 
 I smiled and turned to head back home. 
 
 `` How is old Murphy doing today?'' Mother asked as soon as I returned. 
 
 `` Oh you know Murph. Same as always.'' I said with a chuckle. 
 
 **SKKKEEERRRFAFAFAFAAAIIII** 
 
 The house shook. 
 
 `` What in the world?!'' Mother shouted as she clutched the cabinet full of porcelain dishes. 
 
 Screams could be heard from outside. 
 
 `` Murphy!'' I howled in fear. 
 
 I ripped open the front door, and sprinted down the street. Smoke filled the air, but through the dense plumes, a figure could be seen ascending towards the sky. 
 
 It was a dragon. The first I'd ever seen. It had something in it's mouth. 
 
 Several merchant's carts were on fire. I ran towards Murphy's and breathed a huge sigh of relief when I saw that he was ok. He was actually helping his injured neighbors. 
 
 `` Warwick, get back inside! It's not safe!'' He shouted towards me. 
 
 I ignored him and continued on to see if anyone else needed my help. 
 
 `` Ughhh...'' Someone moaned from beneath a decimated cart. 
 
 I dove towards the sound, and began lifting pieces of wood off the victim. 
 
 It was Sir Randolph. He was badly wounded. 
 
 `` Oh my God, are you ok? What can I do to help?'' I asked him. 
 
 `` Take... this.'' He groaned. He handed me something small and round. 
 
 I looked next to him and saw that the singing bard had been bitten in half. I now realized that the large thing in the dragon's mouth was Sir Randolph's horse. 
 
 `` Listen.'' Sir Randolph whispered. `` You must not let anyone know you have that compass. It is a very valuable item, and certain people would kill you in a heartbeat to have it. Follow... th- *cough* *cough* Follow..'' 
 
 He went quiet, and still. 
 
 I could n't believe what I was seeing. I was overtaken by shock. I looked down at the compass he gave me, and saw the arrow pointing west. 
 
 A hand fell on my shoulder. I turned quickly to find Murphy standing over me. 
 
 `` Is he gone?'' Murph asked. 
 
 I nodded. 
 
 `` Come on then, lad. Let's get you home.'' He continued on as he helped me up. 
 
 My hands were shaking. My brow was soaked in sweat. I could feel my heart pounding like it was going to burst out of my chest. I felt incredibly guilty for feeling this way, but I could n't help but be overtaken a little by the excitement. 
 
 I felt the smooth compass in my pocket, and smiled. 
 
 Looks like I might get my birthday wish after all.
