"Tell me quickly! Tell me that your mother is a pathetic whore who lives to serve every man's dick!"

When he heard the words that came out of Daniel's mouth, Michel honestly wanted to laugh. After all, he didn't care about his biological mother.

The head of the Sinclair Family and Michel's father, Arsen Sinclair, did not have a wife. However, he had 13 concubines who came from noble families.

For powerful nobles, having more than one wife or concubine was common. That was because the nobles needed to pass on their legacy to their children.

Powerful noblewomen can be like that too, it's not just for men.

Michel's mother, Greta Sinclair, was Arsen's 14th concubine but did not come from a noble family. Even so, Michel's mother was Arsen's favorite concubine and often accompanied him every night.

That fact, of course, made all the concubines who came from noble families jealous and hated Michel's mother very much.

Especially, after they learned that Michel's mother was a prostitute. Their high self-esteem seemed to be trampled by the truth.

As Greta's only child, Michel became an outlet for their frustrations. They often tortured Michel, and they also told their children to do so.

After all, Greta didn't have the slightest concern for her own son. The noble concubines knew that, and that's what caused Michel's torture to get worse and worse.

The Sinclair Family is a magus family born with a summoner's legacy. There are many great summoners born from this family, including Arsen Sinclair.

But Michel didn't have that legacy. He couldn't even summon the lowest-level spirits.

To make matters worse, he is also unable to sense and see mana. This makes Michel unable to become a summoner or magus.

Seeing and feeling mana is the most important requirement to become a magus. If that cannot be done, then it is impossible for someone to become a magus.

That was the reason Greta ignored her son. For Greta, Michel was just a failed and useless child.

"My mother is a pathetic whore who lives to serve every man's dick. Give my mother a piece of silver, and she will take off all her clothes." Michel spoke smoothly as if the words were not obscenities about his own mother.

The three young men laughed after hearing Michel's words.

'How childish!' Michel thought as he watched them laugh, he was not offended at all.

Suddenly Daniel hit Michel's face with all his might.

"You are a pathetic loser! Even if everything you said about your mother is true, how can you say that sentence smoothly." Rowan spoke after her laughter stopped.

"Blood can't lie. You and your mom are the same, you're both disgusting!" Alex said in a disdainful tone.

"Looks like you were never taught by your mother! That's not surprising. In that case, let us teach you in place of that whore!" Daniel threw another punch at Michel's body.

The blow sent Michel crashing to the floor. Immediately, the three of them trampled Michel's battered body.

From the start, they had no intention of letting him go or being lenient with him. Michel knew that, but he obeyed them anyway and uttered those obscenities.

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His words were nothing more than an outlet.

To be honest, more than the three of them, more than anyone else in the world, Michel hated his own mother more than anything else.

Rowan again grabbed Michel's hair and then lifted him.

"Remember this blow, scum! You'll get a blow like this if you disappear again!"

Flames suddenly appeared in Rowan's right hand. It blazed powerfully, illuminating Michel's face which was full of bruises, cuts, and blood.

With that flame-shrouded hand, Rowan unhesitatingly punched Michel in the stomach. Michel couldn't stop his mouth from groaning in pain.

'Fuck! How can they keep attacking my wound? Do they know about it?

The fire punch made a sizable hole in his clothes. Michel knelt and then vomited a mouthful of fresh blood onto a black-bound book lying in front of him.

No one realized at the time that the book had absorbed Michel's blood. Tiny rune letters appeared and filled the entire cover with a blood-red color.

Rowan and his brothers then smiled sarcastically. Seeing Michel's current condition, made their faces instantly filled with satisfaction.

"Remember this lesson well, scum!" Rowan warned him again. The three of them turned around and left, leaving Michel who had almost fainted.

"I'm going to miss that scum."

"Me too."

"When Father comes home, I'll ask for permission to enter the Magus Academy."

"Yeah, I can't wait to learn and train there!"

"Same!"

The sound of their conversation echoed softly in the corner of the library, where Michel lay weak.

Michel felt he could faint at any moment. His whole body ached, his ears were ringing, and his vision was blurred.

The library was deserted, there was no one else there except Michel. From the beginning, his father's residence was a closed place. So, it was no surprise.

Michel slowly got up and sat down leaning against the bookshelf. The quiet atmosphere almost made his consciousness fall asleep until a woman's voice sounded inside his head.

"Not long after I woke up, I didn't expect that I would meet someone like you again. You are just as attractive as that cursed hero."

A mysterious book suddenly flew over Michel's head. It was the same book that was splattered by his blood vomit.

The cover of the book was filled with rune letters that formed intricate patterns. The runes were blood-red in color and shone brightly, and brighter until the book opened.

As if blood was coming out of the book, all the blood-red colored runes immediately left the cover and moved around Michel.

At the same time, the papers in the book, one by one began to tear apart at an astonishing speed.

In just a short time, the blood-red colored liquid had already finished forming the extremely intricate rune patterns that confined Michel.

The rune patterns were connected like a net.

So were all the papers in the book. All the paper inside the book was finally used up, leaving only the black cover.

Suddenly the covers and papers gave off glowing lines and patterns that were directly connected to the blood runes that imprisoned Michel.

As the covers and papers turned to ash, the woman's voice reappeared inside Michel's head.

"Be grateful child, out of the many people who have extraordinary talent, I have decided to choose you!"

All these events happened so fast, he didn't even know how to respond to the voice. At that moment, he just felt like he was going to faint.

Perhaps because he had so little consciousness left, Michel asked a stupid question.

"Choose me? Choose me for what?"

"I choose you to be the Savior of the Abyss."

Michel's consciousness was diminishing. If the woman's voice had not been spoken inside his head, he would not have heard those words.

"Yes?"

"Deal. Accept this power! I won't give you the abilities you want, but I will awaken the abilities that have died within you."

The blood rune that confined him suddenly shrank. The rune moved closer to him, continuing to approach him until it finally touched his battered body.

After that, the runes entered Michel's soul and then tried hard to stick with his soul.

As if insects were roaming around in his head, Michel suddenly felt various information being forcibly inserted into his head.

Meanwhile, his body also felt like it was being burned alive.

Michel could not stop his mouth from screaming as loudly as possible. In his entire life, this was the first time he felt this kind of pain.

A few seconds felt like an eternity.

As the pain began to fade, a black crown appeared and hovered over Michel's head.

Now Michel's world looks different than before.

Michel unconsciously muttered a sentence that appeared briefly in his head.

"Answer my call! A demon filled with hatred, vengeance, and pain. I call you to give despair to them all!"

A blood-red magic circle instantly appeared before him. Michel's instinct was to summon that magic circle. At that moment, he completely lost his consciousness.

The magic circle glowed and then electric sparks were created around the circle. When the sound of chains appeared in the library, Michel had already passed out.