I am a useless Guide. Despite differentiating over ten years ago, I have yet to find a suitable Sentinel, leaving me feeling adrift and without purpose. One chaotic weekend, while helping my cousin babysit, the incessant noise from the children pushed me to my limit. Unable to bear it any longer, I instinctively yelled a sharp command: 'Sit down!' To my absolute astonishment, an Imperial General, who happened to be nearby, immediately prostrated himself on the ground, obeying my unexpected order. This bizarre incident marks the beginning of an unforeseen connection, forcing me to confront my perceived uselessness and the true extent of my dormant abilities.