Everyone I know that plays RPGs has a Dungeons and Dragons origin story. An older sibling passed on ancient, well worn tomes, aglow from the wonders within. An elder anointed their forehead with oil, ritually drew them into the circle, and gifted them a handful of polyhedrons. They discovered a moldering box filled to the brim with the discarded detritus of another’s lost youth.

All are wonderful, and I think appropriately, awash in the trappings of a heroes journey. Also, appropriately, mine is nothing like that.