"It's raining outside, you shouldn't go that hard on him", said the mother.

He was out in the heavy rain training and mastering his swordsman skills. His exhaustion and tiredness were clearly visible to others but no one was allowed to interfere in between. His Father was looking at him with no emotions, and everyone was looking at him expecting him to call his son back inside. But he wasn't even moving an inch, just looking at his helpless child doing everything he can.

As it began to rain more heavily, the mother got concerned and she demanded for his son to be brought back immediately. But to her surprise no servant could go against the order of the head of the family. And the Head was not reacting at all just standing there, looking outside as the drama continues.

Finally, the boy reached his limits and gave up, dropping down on the ground from the pain of overdoing it. Everyone who was looking at him from the shed, gave in a worried noise but no one moved to help him out. Till it was the father who seems with a disappointed look went inside not even looking back at his fallen child. As soon as he left, everyone rushed to help the poor little kid and took him inside the mansion to treat his injuries. The Mother was annoyed by his husband's brutality over their son. She didn't go behind his husband and instead ordered the other servants to check on him while she went to see her son.

"Ha Se woo......Ha Se woo... ", a call was heard while his eyes were closed and he could only see the blurry darkness in his own vision. "Are you okay?" asked his Mother. He nodded and didn't say anything. Still feeling weak he closed his eyes, as his body was getting hot. He seemingly caught a fever as his mother checked on him. The mother then advised him to rest a little more and went out giving him time to fully recover.

He was in his room all alone now, on the bed, looking at the wall above him where it was decorated with pale blue and yellow floral design, trying to understand its rhythm. He then looked through the window, and saw the rain, which hadn't stopped yet. It's been hours now, but it's still raining very heavily. He then realized how he failed today, and wasn't able to stay up to his Father's expectations. He began to feel sad while he remembered it and questioned himself 'If he is even that good?'

Suddenly a knock was heard on the door, in the room where he was resting. He looked up to see a big metallic figure coming inside. It was his father in his knight armour, who was preparing to leave to serve his majesty 'The Great Wizard King' in a war against 'The Emperor' who is having a serious battle going on in the Kingdom of Nirvana. Ha Se woo was just looking at him ready to hear any scold by him. His own face went down hopelessly. A silent tension in the surrounding, while he waits for his father to go ahead and say something. But to his disbelief, he was shocked to see his father pat his head and say," You did a great job".

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Ha Se woo still in surprise apologized to him for not being that strong. His father was not mad at him and was encouraging him, as he is the next bloodline who has to carry on the will of their ancestors and protect their master. He was just making him ready to be able to protect himself first. Because he will have someone to not disappoint in the future and fulfil his taken oath of staying by there side even in their harsh moment. Ha se woo was now looking up to his father as he was about to leave in the armour.

"Sehoon"

He Se woo's eyes wide open, as it was his first time hearing that name from his father. It was obvious that something was decided for them. Because his father never actually used his pet name to call him. Ha Se woo silently but still in a hesitation, waiting for what was coming next from his father's mouth.

He then continued saying as Sehoon was straight up sitting in his comfort, now hearing him with full attention.

"From now on it's up to you, to decide who you want to be. Choose your path and forgive me for what you went through.... You never disappointed me..."

Sehoon got a feeling that this might be the last thing he is hearing from him. It was so hard for him to understand what to do and over that the fever was taking over his head. He tried to move out of bed, but before he could say anything he fell back on the bed he was resting on. He slowly uttered 'Father... wait', as he dropped unconscious.

"Farewell Son.... "

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Years later....

"Sehoon! Are you sure you want to do this?"

He was packing his stuff not caring about what was going on around him. His Mother kept on calling him again and again but he still wasn't reacting to all the calls.

"I am worried about you, I don't want you to go through the same fate as your father."

Sehoon looked at his mother and said, "Father entrusted me with his sword to protect the one I am bound to, and I will fulfil my duty."

His Mother gave a concerned look while he was walking out of the Mansion alone. She also got a flashback of that day, when his husband also went for the war the same way as Sehoon was leaving and not even stopped to look back at her. She holding onto her cries murmured, "I will always be waiting for you here, my son ...... I have faith in you Ha Se woo, so do come back. Because you will always be my precious loyal blood... "

Ha Se woo stopped as he reached the big mansion gate where he lives and turned to see his mother, maybe for the last time. She teared up on seeing him going afar. Others around her came to comfort her and Ha Se woo finally left that place on his new journey to find the person he is bound to. With an unknown hope with no circumstances but believing in the Fate or maybe creating his own one.

"Am I brave enough to walk this path, Father?............You wanted to see me shine, but I don't know if I am worth it as I am now. But I promise I will find the person you told me about. I am curious to know who it is."

~ Ha Se woo The Loyal Blood