Kai stood on the edge of the training grounds,
his eyes watching the students spar.
Their laughter filled the air,
but it only made him feel more alone.
The number two student.
The mark of the Prince of Darkness,
the Abyssal sigil he bore,
was still fresh on his skin.
The students saw him differently.
They saw him as an outsider,
as someone tainted, someone unworthy of being called a hero.
When they sparred, Kai fought with a ferocity that no one else could match. But the same strength that made him powerful was the same reason they feared him.
He was half-blood.
His bloodline, mixed with darkness, branded him as someone who could never be fully accepted.
Kai stood at the back of the training halls, ignored by most,
but he refused to let it break him.
He would prove them wrong.
He would prove he could be something more.
Even if the world hated him.
Even if they saw him as an outcast.
He would rise.
He clenched his fist, feeling the power of the Abyss stir within him.
But the darkness…
it called to him.