Following the standard procedures of signing waivers and pledge, Ferris finally arrived at the most important part.
Coming up with a hero name.
Ferris stared at the screen for a moment, but there was no sense of hesitation.
He tapped the keys with a strong press from his index finger, eventually forming the title that people will soon call him in the future.
At least for himself and potentially a dozen or more people, it was quite bold, and quite arrogant to the eyes to read.
Knight of Prophecy.
An honorific used to address the knights in his world.
Anyone from his world would immediately know what that title means, it was practically the same as putting a crosshair aimed for his head.
It was a double-edged name, it would allow Ferris to find others like him easier, but it would put him in more danger.
