Tilling the land, planting a crop, taking care of said crop, harvesting the crop.

  From spring to spring.

  Seven Days a Week.

  Too many fucking hours of a day.

  ....

  "I HAD ENOUGH OF THIS"

  Shouting this is familiar line for who knows how many times I looked over a to my family plot of land

  Father, as usual, inspecting the crop condition.

  Brother is nowhere is seen most likely to going out with one of his girlfriend

  And me here standing around looking like a farmer i was.

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  I think this is it, it's time to search for a different occupation before I die from boredom.

  "I WANT TO BE ADVENTURE".

  Hearing a kid voice of similiar age i took a glance.

  I saw kids my age playing around with a wooden sword.

  The village head son is playing adventure with his lackey again.

  "Ha ha".

  I laugh at our difference between him being as carefree as a child should be and me working a job i certainly did not like.

  I can't stop but wonder how exciting being an adventure be compared to being a farmer.

  Adventure is a dangerous job of fighting with monsters or delving into a dungeon full of unknown risks

  Maybe it was full of risk, but with risk comes the reward that defenitely will make you rich.

  Well of course that is if you are still alive.

  What a chance the village head allowing his only son becoming an adventure?

  Thinking for a while i instantly come with an answer, none is the only answer I can think of.

  Well, If the village head 'only son' can't be adventurer, then I will inherit his dream.

  His dream is my dream and my dream is my own. Yeah I think I like the sound of that.

  "I WILL BECOME ADVENTURE", Declaring my inherited dream, I shouted full of vigor.

  Hearing me shouting that, My dad looked at me with tired eyes and sighing.

  "Not again".