Being born under under a divine omen is a mixed blessing. Righteous Starfall was born under a shooting star, which marked him for a glorious destiny, and also took him from his parents and left him in the care of the Triumphant Phoenix School. The monastery was his only family, training him like the others in the martial arts for the purpose of defending Achani from those who would threaten it. He was also taught fieldcraft, several languages, and the lore of monsters. He would regularly go out to put down rampaging undead or corrupt spirits, along with occasional monster.
A life of constant slaying left him a cynical young man, left without a purpose aside from ending monsters. Another day, another dead fiend. He was fighting in a village against horrendous monstrosities from beyond when he made a fateful decision. He would defend the villagers, or die trying. He would do something worthy of legend before he went to the grave. Then he heard his god's voice, and saw a vision of terrible power.
STAR-BORN, BEHOLD MY PEOPLE! I GRANT YOU MY POWER SO YOU MAY BE THEIR SHIELD.
BEAR YOUR SPEAR IN MY NAME. BEAR WITNESS TO THE TRUTH. SLAY THE WICKED. HARM NOT THE INNOCENT.
From that moment, he was changed. His spear struck like lightning, and it glowed like the deepest part of the forge. His eyes saw straight through deception to the true nature of a being. Above all, he had his reason to live. No villager died that day, though the enemies seemed limitless. He left the thankful village and walked the roads of Achani, the monks knowing better than to question divine will.