write a story about a character who has the most common name in the world, and is obsessed with taking grave rubbings of tombstones with this name on it. <<<I really like this idea, so I'm keeping it there. Like a bonus prompt.
It's been 159 years, 2 days, and 6 hours. You are still a seventeen year old and no one has summoned you. Just as you get used to being seventeen forever, even indulging in its perks, someone needs you.