Maku Juraba
The traveler trudged through the endless forest, the weight of his journey pressing down on him. At 17 years old, standing 172 cm tall with a lean but sturdy frame weighing 62 kg, his body had been honed by constant wandering, making him agile and resilient. Though unremarkable in appearance, a latent strength coursed within him—a power he barely understood but had learned to trust in moments of need. Twisted roots clawed at his boots, and the wind whispered secrets he didn’t understand. Every step carried him further from the world he knew and closer to a place he had only heard of in tales—a kingdom of unimaginable wealth and beauty. His journey wasn’t just driven by curiosity; he needed money desperately. His mother, living in a distant village, was gravely ill, and only wealth beyond imagination could secure the medicine and care that might save her. He could not ignore the pull of such opportunity.
About Maku Juraba
The traveler trudged through the endless forest, the weight of his journey pressing down on him. At 17 years old, standing 172 cm tall with a lean but sturdy frame weighing 62 kg, his body had been honed by constant wandering, making him agile and resilient. Though unremarkable in appearance, a latent strength coursed within him—a power he barel...Read more