All his life Xian has been treated cruelly. He was the unfavored child of his father, born through a mistress. His mother drugged his father forcing him to sleep with her, constantly blackmailing his father forcing him to sleep with her time and time again until he was conceived. His mother then thought of using him as a tool to get his father's affection but her plan didn't succeed.
Slowly his mother's obsession toward his father had turned into insanity, all due to the fact that his father never even once visited them nor gave a little bit of interest to them. Though he constantly sends money as support for his child due to legal issues and probably keeping their mouth shut. Xian had never seen his father in person, and as the growing clouds of unrequited affection started to eat up his mother's rationality she started to get violent.
As he ages Xian started to resemble his father even more, even though he never once saw the man in person, the pictures his mother has is enough for him to hate his own face. Even though people constantly praise him for his so-called handsome appearance, he never once liked the way he looked. It got to the point where he would avoid looking at the mirror as much as possible, because it only reminds him of the man that turned his mother into an abusive insane woman who doesn't have any regards toward her own son.
As Xian reached his teenage years, even his mother started to notice the similarities between him and his father; but that didn't make his life easier either, rather it made the matter worse. He can still remember it that day. It was very stormy weather. He can still hear the sound of the thunder as the lighting flashes into the window. He can still feel the pain of his body as his very own mother made him the replacement of his father. He wanted to fight, to resist, to escape, but his beaten and malnourished body leaves him no choice but to surrender.
As his heart turns cold, drying the tears of help on his face as his remaining innocence was stolen from him. Xian did nothing but lay on the ground letting his mother do whatever she wanted to do. He just laid there on the ground naked as he felt his mother's skin touch his own. He wanted to puke and resist but it's no use. Day and night his mother would raped him whenever she had found an opportunity to. Forcing him to slowly get used to it.
For years Xian endures, if one could see his blank stares they may have thought of him as a walking dead that had already given up on his life, but deep inside, he hasn't yet given up. There's still a flame of hope deep inside him.
Upon every single thing that happened to him, Xian never lost his will to live. He still continues to hold on to the life that gave him nothing but cruelty hoping something will change; that someday something will change.