"You're too weak!"
Ben Cosa still remembered the words of his younger brother as clear as crystal. It was engraved deep inside his heart that he could tell that it couldn't be forgotten anymore.
His brother's eyes glared at him with contempt and pity as if disgusted that he had an older brother such as him.
But what else could he do? He was just six years old at that time and he really didn't care about getting stronger. All he wanted was to sleep, eat, and be merry. He spent most of his time wasting and never he planned to get stronger.
But never he thought that it would deliver him his doom.
At that time, his family decided for him and his younger brother to fight to death to determine the future of the family. Because they only needed one leader in the future and the stronger was no doubt to be the right one.
Besides, it was a 'curse' to their family that they were forced to do such actions.
