Born with an energy defency ancil was always smaller and alot less stronger than the other children.

His parents wouldn't allow him to play and rough house with the other boys, his body was to weak.

The meaner spirited kids started to calling him "weakling"

His condition was dubbed defective aura assimilating.

Capable of only absorb world energy but not produce his own.

He only got this far in life because he had loving parents who sacrificed much to see him this far in life.

Bleeding themselves of world energy so that thier only child could live.

Some would have left a child like Ancil in the cold or the wilds to fend for himself.

It was a dog eat dog world.

The fittest survived, the meek could only huddle at the hem of their "Robes".

D.A.A wasnt incurable it just required a massive influx of world energy to be cured.

Allowing him to process ambient world energy. Create and sustain a Worldpool.

Right now he had an artificial one.

A crystal belt loaded with a moderate pool of his mother and fathers energy.

He could never repay them.

Filled with Will and determination he figured now was the time to set into the wild.

Either achieving greatness or recieving death.

There could be no other options.

Either way this would free his parents of the burden.

They hadnt aged well.

Starting to look their age of around 50 summers.

While the peers and neighbors they'd been raised alongside. looked like mid thirties.

This is what set a fire in his heart and under his ass. Sometimes he felt like his blood boiled

Ancil's home was located in the city of Denjiv.

Denjiv is part of the domain of Ciber.

A domain could be claimed by anyone but was hard to maintain.

Show people you could personally subjugate the area or hire someone skilled enough to.

And people would flock to your banner living under your governance.

Ciber stood for centuries now.

Basically as soon as you leave the city or places of major inhabitance there is a possibilty for monsters everywhere you look.

The reason they cant spawn in cities is simple: humans absorb world energy to.

In denser populations there just not enough for even the lowest level monster to manifest.

The farther you went away from the more numerous and stronger they became.

The more thoughtful folks out there were passing along a theory based on the concept that humans were hunted by monsters because we were there anti-thesis.

We absorbed the energy they needed to live.

Human beings wouldn't hesitate to kill something if it was sucking our air.

Making it to where we couldnt even breathe.

basically threatening us by just existing.

You would hesitate to kill a spider if you feared its bite, right?

Who wouldnt swat a fly if they thought it to be a by nuisance?

We couldnt coexist without killing the other.

Ancil mused on these thoughts as he checked his gear.

The finally thought of that the Matter was:

Thats why we were taught to show no remorse.

For we'd recieve none.

When he reached the gate finally ready to set out, he was jostled , roughly pushed roughly aside.

The force almost propelled Ancil to the ground.

narrowly grabbing the earth while raising a knee to catch himself.

It might have looked silly (he definitely heard snickers)

But it was better than being face planted.

Engulfed in rage he tried to play it off.

Ancil got up and dusted himself off.

He looked to his offender only seeing their backs.

But it was enough.

Jona.

His one time bestfriend who got caught up in the diresire to be kool.

Jona fawned over the wealthy kids.

Wanted to join one of thier entourages even in school.

To the detriment of all else.

He eventually got accepted by a trio of filth.

After a good dose of healthy hazing.

The pinch was he had to not only lose "the weakling" but ostrasize him

forever more after to show that he was a cut "above" the weak and humble.

He was a mighty jackle.

A proud hyena.

Fuck you false brother.

Fake friend.

Ancil hated pretenders the most.

The days of humble Ancil were dead.

Trod to death by the life he'd lived.

The people He'd allowed to oppress him.

He would no longer be downtrodden!

He would raise his head high to face every challenge.

He set out.