Draven, just a boy at the age of 17, weak bones and weak mass, his bones rattled as he tilled his masters field. He thinks and he is tilling this old man's field that maybe I will work twice as hard so my mother doesn't have to work he looks over at her as he's tilling, the blazing sun makes him squint she looks so weak, weaker than he's ever seen her before.
That same night as draven was lying in his shared slave quarters he thought of ways he and his mother could escape this evil master, the man had many guards and slaves had previously tried to escape and they were hung by the neck or had dogs tear them apart. Draven had witnessed this when he was only 5 years of age, the man who was torn apart was his weak willed father. His father said that he was leaving with all of them but in the middle of the night he left without saying a word to them. Draven thinks that this was karma through and through paying back his debts to his father. All of a sudden as he's in dreamland he hears a panicked screech, HELLLPPPP MEEE!!!!
Draven recognises this voice as his mothers, he picks up his weak body from his concrete block of a bed and runs into his mothers sleeping quarters, there he see three strong bodied men standing over his mother one even had his rod out. The guards had come to get their fair share of flesh for the day. As draven looks into his mothers eyes he could see the lifelessness and that she had given up fighting. Draven boiled in anger he ran up to the guard with his rod out and punched as hard as he could but draven was very weak also considering his one meal a day and 60kg body weight the guard barley flinched. "What do you want boy, did you not want to share your mother" the guard laughed as he rammed Dravens mother.
Draven felt himself boil, he felt as if everything in him went red he ran at the guard again and again until the other two guards became pissed off at his pathetic excuse of defending his mother and begun beating him, draven was very used to these beatings and he had a special mind state where he would feel no pain and focus on the task at hand, he had trained this throughout his whole life as a slave so the pain was nothing in comparison to what he was seeing past the guards. As draven was getting his face brutally beaten in he saw a gap in between the four legs in front of him leading to the man riding his mother. While the two guards were laughing he took that moment to duck in between there legs, draven ram upto the guard spun him around with his whole force and since draven was already crouching the eye of the tiger was staring him right in the face. Draven in a focused mindset wanted this man to hurt the only thing in his mind was this, so he bit with his broken teeth (teeth razor sharp due to jaggedness) the man's member was bitten clean off and he screamed in a fit of pain
Draven laughed at his Triumph, he had completed his goal, he was quickly beaten over the head with the flat edge of a sword and fell unconscious. He wakes up in the masters mansion tied up and bloody "draven how dare you lowly slave injure one of my men" the master was standing in front of him with a wicked grin, Draven at this point knew what was going to happen to him due to what he had seen this master do in the past so he had a strong nerve he stood up with his hands still bound
GET ON YOUR KNEES!!
The master is seething with anger as he shout a draven, but draven walked up to him and said his final words "fuck you scumbag". STAB! He feels a sharp pain in his neck as everything seems to go black
"Ahhh another pathetic soul has entered my hellscape" a dark a gloomy voice wakes draven up from his sleep "I haven't seen you before this must be your first time in hell" draven was confused as he thought he was never a bad person why did he belong in hell "you have guts kid even took the man's member HAHAHA!!!" Draven decided this dark figure was not one to mess with as he radiated power and strength draven replied "yes sir I couldn't do anything physically to that guard so I thought of an idea" the devil himself was impressed "well boy you have lived a very pathetic life so here's what's going to happen, you will be sent to another world much different to the one you are used to but this time you will have an edge, let's call it a gift from yours truly" draven was confused this isn't what he expected, he thought he was going to burn forever.
So the dark strong figure walked upto draven as he felt strong pressure pushing him to his knees "here is my gift, you will understand it the more you practice and fulfil the tasks" the devil touched between Dravens eyes, a book appeared in his vision yet it wasn't physical
"What's this" the title of the book demon cultivation….