On the night of our main protagonist, Ivan's 5th birthday...

A fierce battle was occurring within the heavens. 2 godlike figures were in battle, one black and one golden. But finally it ended as the black figure was pierced by the sword of the white one.

"MUAHAHAHA! You may have defeated me today but I Demon god Yvel swear that I will return!" 

As he said the he pierced his own chest with his own hand and brought out lustrous black orb. It was his soul.

"NO! STOP!" yelled out the other god.

But it was too late as the demon god crushed his own soul and the hundred shattered pieces of his spirit was spread throughout the world.

The mortals in the lower realm saw it was shooting stars but little did they know that it was pieces of the soul of the demon god.

And perhaps it was fate or chance but one of the hundred pieces of the demon god's soul flew into Ivan's room and entered into his body.

Nobody knows what the future will hold in store for him. For now his fate has changed and he will be destined for.... hell.. I don't even know. lol

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The next day after my birthday someone abruptly barged into my room yelling at the top of his lungs, "Get up you maggot! It's time to train!"

A huge, muscular bald man with scars all over his face and one ran down his left eye which showed that he was blind in one eye came into my room. He grabbed me by cuffs of my shirt and dragged me out of bed.

I shocked because I just woke up and didn't know what the hell was happening.

He brought me into a small courtyard, different from the one yesterday where I got my first slave: Alder. He grabbed a wooden sword that was too big and heavy for my weak and kind of chubby arms and threw it at me.

I dropped it and he slapped me in the face... hard.

Tears threatened to come out of my eyes as I glared at him. 

'What the hell was that for!' I internally thought.

"Never drop your weapon in battle maggot! You will be killed in no time!" screamed the bald man.

"Now pick it up you maggot! Come and fight me!"

Well... I had no idea what in the world was going on so I did as I was told and we began to spar.

I got destroyed. By the end of the 2 hours of sparring I was covered with bruises all over my body and I'm pretty sure that I was bleeding in some places too. My arms were sore from just trying to hold up the heavy wooden sword.

While sparring the bald man kept on cursing me and kept on degrading me... calling me maggot, worm, dog and other derogatory terms.

But I didn't cry or reply back to him for fear that I would get hit hard and was pretty much a punching bag for him.

The bald man left and my mother came and gave me a big hug while crying and saying sorry over and over but I didn't know what she was saying because my mind was in overload with pain that could not be handled by a child and I blacked out.

When I woke up my mother was next to me and she was joyful that I was awake.

When I asked her what happened she told me that after I turn 5 years old my father the king made it a rule that all of his children would receive training from a professional soldier or a soldier with many military merits.

I was seriously pissed off. I mean why the hell would a father that I've never even met before bestow upon me this kind of hellish training?

When I moved around I noticed that all of my wounds have healed. I stared in wonder at my own body and my mother laughed at me say that magic was used to heal me. 

Well... that made a lot more sense.

"Mother. When can I learn magic?"

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"Usually, children being learning magic when they turn 7 years old. So when you become 7 your father will find you a master to teach you magic." My mother replied.

'2 more years huh?... that's a long time... wait... what if he sends me another sadist like the huge bald guy?'

"Mama can I change my teacher?"

"I'm sorry Ivan, but your father chose him and there is nothing I can do about that. But Captain Quintus is a very strong man that can teach you how to become very strong."

Suddenly the door opened.

"Finally up ya maggot! About damn time! It's been 2 bloody days! Let's go! I'm not getting any younger!" 

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A month has passed since I came to this world...

I was able to gain a lot of information from my mother and the servants. During this time I was also assigned a teacher to teach me general things like how to read and write and some basic math which I already knew but this world's language was pretty complicated for me but I am persevering and diligently learning.

I found out many things. For example, my mother is a concubine. Which is the reason why father never comes to visit us.

Well... I'm pretty sure he visits my mother for *ahem* "adult" reasons but I've never seen him before. But because my mothers room is next to mine I sometimes hear noises that I would choose not to hear. 

I mean... my own parents are having sex....

The part of the palace we are living in is relatively small. Apparently father has dozens of other concubines and many other children, which makes them my siblings. 

Mother told me that father is a very busy person and that is why he never visits me but I frankly don't really care.

When I asked mother how she married father she gave a happy smile and told me stories about how she was an adventurer and how he saved her when she was in danger.

Apparently it was love at first site. Father was very powerful. He is one of the 13 kings. 

When I asked what the 13 kings were she told me that they were the 13 strongest warriors in the continent.

"Why are they the strongest mama?" I asked.

They have reached the pinnacle of martial training and have the strength to fly and topple mountains.

I was very excited when she told me that they could fly. I was pretty sure that because I am at the genius level for martial arts then I could certainly reach my fathers level too. So my goal in this life was to be king as soon as possible.

My familiarity with Alder has grown also. I treat him like a friend but he still acts like a slave. Sigh... I wonder when he will open up to me.

But there is one thing that has been constantly bugging me. I am 1/4 demon. That means either my mother or father are 1/4 demon. 

I can't just simply go up and ask my mother how I have my demon lineage. They would get suspicious and I don't even know if demons are persecuted in this world or not... so I have to hold back my curiosity for now...

My training with Captain Quintus is a grueling as ever. Everyday I get up and get beaten by him black and blue and I think he seems to enjoy it. 

But I can definitely tell that I am progressing quite finely if I do say so myself. I am still a beginner but I am now able to somewhat defend myself against him during our spars.

Time flows by quickly and 2 years pass in the blink of an eye and I am now 7 years old.

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