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The moment I opened my eyes, pain spread throughout my body again. I had been dead and lost in the void for a long time. I didn't know how much time had passed there.
My memory was hazy. I could only remember my name. Once Noah, my name was now Wang Jian. Deep down, I was fully aware of my inability to distinguish who I truly was. Moreover, there were many other names in my mind.
Elijah, Jennel, Oniel... I had faint memories of a few different names.
Wang Jian... The Cursed Holy Child. A child whose life had been robbed of its heavenly bliss... A star who wasn't even safe within his own family.
The Heavenly Body was a curse for his frail body. He was born into the wrong family. If he had been the son of the emperor, he wouldn't have been crippled. Now his curse had claimed the lives of his entire family.
But what had the heavens done? What had the creator, who had given him this body, done? Why hadn't they helped him? Wang Jian's fury was within me. His curses uttered during his dying breath and his scorn for his fate were engraved in my mind.
Despite his father's efforts, despite being a 3rd-class clan, they were on the verge of surpassing the power of Ace and 1st-class clans. They were moments away from reaching a wealth that would make the emperor envious.
Fate was truly the greatest adversary. Yet, I too was trapped in the same cycle of fate. I had inherited Wang Jian's destiny in his body. These emotions I felt were left to me as a legacy by Wang Jian.
Of course, these weren't the only memories in my mind. However, Wang Jian and Noah were the ones I felt closest to. Noah was a bright, hopeful individual. Someone everyone aspired to be. He had a curious personality.
He had his own sense of justice. In life, his conscience always took priority. He was considerate of his surroundings, although the people he knew came first.
Noah had managed to get a job at a small software company. The industry was vast, and wages were low. The job demanded his entire life. His most valuable asset—his youth. Yet, Noah wanted a family. He wanted to marry someone he loved.
Still, his youth had been stolen in this system. Every night, he lamented his life, but he had no choice. All the education he had received had led to this day. But the sense of justice within him wasn't honest about this.
Wang Jian, on the other hand, grew up like a noble. His emotions were pure, but he was unaware of the realities of the world. A being worshipped since childhood... Yet, there were many things he couldn't make sense of.
The world wasn't always radiant. His entire clan had been massacred in a single night. But that child, who was once worshipped, could do nothing but curse. Wang Jian was powerless that day. Had he had time, he would have rivaled the heavens.
But this time, the heavens wouldn't be able to make a move against him. The seed had been cut before it could sprout.
Wang Clan's leader, his father, was quite intelligent. He had found the only way to protect the Wang Clan: Clan Capital. Clan Capital wasn't a simple process. It was the declaration of power and nobility.
He had begun to believe that the Heavenly Body was no longer a blessing but a curse and aimed to keep his son out of sight. The unbalanced growth within the Wang Clan had diminished his authority within the clan. He wanted to centralize the clan. To get the entire continent to recognize them as a 1st-class clan.
But even his solution had been cut short before it could come to fruition. The Wang Clan no longer existed...
"Young Master Jian, your Sword Brother greets you." A young man with a loud and stern voice knelt before me. The moment I saw him, I understood who he was. Wang Zhou, young and ambitious...
Loyalty wasn't a trait that suited him. He valued his life above all else... Not unjustly so, but this world wasn't kind to lone wolves. Someone with a powerful destiny could elevate you as well.
That's exactly why Wang Zhou was here. He trusted my destiny. He wanted to grow stronger with me to one day exact vengeance.
"These eyes witness your loyalty, Zhou. Please, lift your head." I sat up from the bed I was lying on. It wasn't something I was used to, having someone bow before me.
"Young Master Jian, our entire family has been massacred. The emperor issued an edict declaring the Wang Clan cursed and that anyone from the Wang Clan must be killed on sight." Zhou was crying in front of me. The memories of that day were likely still fresh in his mind.