Argani stared blankly at the walls of his room. His heart was deeply hurt. It was not his will to be born with a defect. It was not his choice to be born as the eighth child and from a concubine. He had done whatever he could to prove that he was worthy. But why did those people treat him so mean? Why couldn't he have a little chance?
Slowly, anger began to flood Argani's chest, drowning his heart until it sank deeply. If fighting in a clean way meant that his plans would still thwart, then he would use dirty to achieve his goals. He would bring all the oceans to their knees before him.
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Human world. A few months ago.
Toni was the leader of a group of gifted people. They had no religion, but had a belief that the two realms could complement and benefit each other.
