As our stay in the capital neared its end, I stood atop the estate's balcony, gazing at the sprawling city before me. This place was both magnificent and treacherous, but I knew one thing for certain—I would not be just another noble lost in the tides of politics. I would carve my own legend.
The time had come for noble children to receive their status windows at age ten. Yet, I had already received mine five years ago, a secret I had kept hidden all this time. No one, not even my family, knew that I possessed divine blessings far beyond mortal comprehension.
"I will rise above them all," I whispered to myself. "This world hasn't seen anything yet."
The moonlight bathed the city in a soft glow, and for a moment, I allowed myself to dream. One day, I would return to this city not as a mere noble child, but as someone who would shape its future.