Tolan felt anger rumbling in his heart. He had worked hard in the Divine Sword Sect to come far, farther than his brothers ever dreamed he could. He was a member of the Par Clan. A prestigious clan of the Divine Sword Sect territory.
He was the youngest of his siblings but had always been treated as useless. He had enjoyed his youth before being given a hard choice between being disowned or joining the sect. He did not want to lose his prestige or ability to have fun, so he joined the sect.
Stunningly, he had a great aptitude for the sword. He had progressed through the Soul Realm to the World Realm with seeming ease and increased his prestige far beyond being a member of the main family.
He enjoyed the power and women that came with it. He had made it to the low Iron Tier and won a chance at the special tournament beyond anyone's expectation. The sect held battles and he had earned the respect of several elders during his path forward.
