In the year 281 at the beginning of the summer , far in the world at the edge, in the middle of nowhere the war finally ended, after 200 years of fighting between the tribe of monsters and the tribe of humans due to the hatred between them, but that hatred was dwindling day by day until they shared the same beliefs and due to the sharp decline in their numbers due to fighting between them and the hunger in the winter the two sides decided to hold a truce .Yesterday, they were fighting, but today they are sharing the same cups filled with joy and happiness, all of them except that person, he is sitting at the foot of the mountain on a branch of a tall tree , empty minded with no fears or hopes looking at the stars with black eyes, as if inside it a black hole, it attracts everything to it, a young boy came into the world 12 years ago and doesn't know his origin, he has black hair with a crimson red tuft of hair above the right eyebrow and a stars tattoos on the right of his right eye, there is no one in the village looks like him , so everyone abandoned him in his village , after all, he is neither a human nor a monster ,he is from a mysterious clan , so no one feel comfy around him. he heard from a villager that an injured woman with a covered face and torn clothes left him and walk out in a stormy night, she left him with a label his name written on it and a golden decorated ring contains a bead that resembles the whole universe.
A new day begins, and Zynd De Duriel wakes up early, cleans the hut he lives in at the top of the mountain, meditates for two hours and simulates some fights woven from his imagination, wears White Feather sect's outer disciple clothes as usual, puts his mask on, then he goes out. The White Feather sect is a sixth-class sect with a deep history stretching back thousands of years. However, its reputation has dwindled in recent years.
"Ahhh, it's a sunny day. It's been a long time since I saw the sun. I bought a new mask to hide my identity, in recent days I bought many masks, more than usual, I get beaten up more than before, luckily no one saw my true face, but I am still being bullied, they obey the strong or become his servants and show their strength over the weak. The strong rule the weak A world built on the law of jungle. One of who knows my true form and accepted me as I am, is the tailor who I buy masks from, she is a very aged human, that cannot see clear, but very talented, she helped me through some tough times when I was younger". Zynd was saying and remembering while walking around the village heading to the sect.
He managed to make a few friends through the mask, so he is not always lonely.
"The revival of the village's neighborhoods is strangely quiet today. Maybe something bad happened." Zynd whispered.
A sound of screaming coming from far away says, "Don't take him away. He's my only son."
Zynd said with a surprising note, "Oh how can I forget! Today is the day of compulsory recruitment at the borders."
When you reach 14, you must protect the borders of the external monsters that feed on humans and the tripe of monsters for at least one year, and these young boys who achieve great achievements by rescuing or killing a large number of monsters will have a chance to join the northern city academy. Unlike the tribe of monsters that have a human-like body, these are real monsters, which led to their being called wilders.
Boys who go for recruitment usually don't return to the reason of their weakness, which led to a lack of males in the village. This village ranks last in terms of strength out of the 18 villages around the northern city.
After one hour, old, shattered, walls appear in front of Zynd. He has reached the outer gate that no one guards.
"Hello big brother, I was waiting for you." A sound came from the inside of the gate.