Chapter 1: The Beginning of Chaos
The world was no longer what it used to be…
It was ruled by royals and nobles,
while the poor were nothing but those crushed beneath their feet.
They had no voice…
no value…
not even the right to live.
In this world,
you either rule…
or you are crushed.
In a small basement…
there was a 15-year-old boy, hiding in the darkness.
He was breathing heavily, trying not to make a sound…
afraid of the royals.
They were the ones who killed his father…
his mother…
and his sister.
He couldn't do anything.
He only… ran.
To this basement.
After they left…
he exploded in anger.
He clenched his fists as his body trembled.
But…
he was afraid.
Terrified.
Sweat ran down his face…
and silent tears fell.
He slowly raised his head…
his eyes filled with rage.
"Revenge…"
he whispered.
"Revenge…"
his voice trembled.
"Revenge…"
it grew louder.
"Revenge…"
his fist tightened.
"REVENGE!"
he finally shouted,
as if something inside him… had broken.
After escaping the city of Morin…
he went to an abandoned place, like a cave.
Fear filled his heart…
terror…
and his trembling wouldn't stop.
But… he didn't give up.
He stayed there for a full day.
He was hungry…
and thirsty…
but he found nearby trees,
took some fruit…
and drank water.
Then he returned to the cave.
He sat in silence…
and said to himself:
"I will train…"
"I will use my power…"
"And I will discover… what it is."
He began training…
extremely hard training.
He had no teacher…
no plan…
only one goal.
To become stronger.
He started doing push-ups…
and didn't stop.
One thousand…
then two thousand…
then three thousand…
until five thousand.
His body was collapsing…
his hands trembling…
his breathing broken…
but he didn't stop.
Then he lifted heavy rocks…
again…
and again…
and again.
The pain kept increasing…
but his will was stronger.
For fourteen days…
he trained without stopping.
He wanted to bring out his power…
understand it…
and control it.
Suddenly—
he heard a sound.
He stopped.
He slowly turned…
There was a person standing at the cave entrance.
His appearance… terrifying.
Ken froze in place.
Fear returned to him again.
His body trembled…
Then the man spoke in a cold voice:
"What are you doing… in my cave?"
Ken trembled and said,
"I… I didn't know this was your place…"
The man slowly drew his sword.
"Your end has come."
Ken's body shook violently.
The sword… was filled with darkness.
Just as the man was about to strike—
he suddenly stopped.
Then he laughed.
A cold… mocking laugh.
"I was just joking."
Ken was stunned…
then slowly calmed down.
After that, the man brought food.
They both sat and ate together.
The man looked at him and asked,
"What are you doing here?"
Ken lowered his head, sadness in his eyes.
"I'm training…"
The man frowned slightly.
"Where is your family?"
Ken stayed silent for a moment…
then said,
"They were killed…"
"By the royals in Morin city."
"My father… stole food…"
"To feed my little sister."
The man went quiet.
For a moment…
he said nothing.
Then he spoke softly,
"Take whatever you want from here."
The man then turned to leave.
But Ken quickly spoke:
"Your sword… it's amazing."
"Where did you get it?"
"And… how did you use your power?"
"I saw darkness on your sword…"
The man stopped.
Silence filled the cave.
"Don't interfere in this."
Ken clenched his fists…
then said with determination:
"Can you… train me?"