Chapter 2

His heart was beating fast; this woman before him was supposed to be his mother.

She was supposed to be a woman who had just experienced the pain of labor and birthed a child…

Yet, he felt that she had no particular emotion towards him; she didn't even show an ounce of tiredness.

She almost felt like an emotionless robot.

"Useless."

He heard her say; he could automatically understand her words for some reason.

His heart sank as he heard the word 'useless'.

'Wait, I am not going to be killed, right? Just after I was born at that…?'

He panicked; he didn't want to be killed for being branded useless, that would be the most wasteful death he could experience.

Of course, he didn't care about the woman either; it was fine if she did not like him for some reason, he held no strong feelings either. He already had a mother in his past life and the thought of suddenly accepting another woman as his mother was impossible.

But the situation now was peculiar, he was experiencing a crisis, praying that he won't be killed.

He could not run away with his current state either.

Knock Knock

At the moment, a small knock disturbed the eerily calm room.

"Speak."

The gray-haired woman commanded; her tone was authoritative and even colder.

"Madam, the clan head wishes to know about young master…"

It was a man behind the paper door; the flames of the candles reflected his shadow from the other side.

His tone was respectful, tinged with a bit of fear.

"Not worth it. Tell them."

She responded, not moving her gaze from the baby in her hands.

The man behind the door paused as if he was shocked before he solemnly replied.

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"As you command, Madam Ophelia." With that, the man left.

The room was once again returned to silence; the woman named Ophelia moved her head slightly, and he was taken away by a midwife, put into a wooden cradle, and covered with a thin sheet.

His mind was in chaos; a single name was all he could hear inside.

Ophelia.

'Now I remember why I felt she looked familiar… it seems that I have reincarnated into the novel "Divine Banishers," and not only that, as one of the children of the wife of the patriarch of Mystic Purge Clan.'

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh; he was now a bit reassured that he wouldn't be killed for being useless, but the clan was a bit difficult…

The novel called Divine Banishers was a hot serialized novel, and he was quite a fan of the work; he had invested money to support the Author as well for his work.

The novel was about exorcists and evil beings called demons; the world was filled with demons since ancient times, and these demons feasted upon human souls and were tyrannically dominant.

However, soon some selected humans rose and hunted down the demons; they used supernatural powers rivaling those of demons and killed them relentlessly, claiming the world back slowly.

These powerful humans called themselves exorcists!

The world was soon thrown into chaos as it became a battleground for the exorcists and demons.

The protagonist of the novel was a young exorcist who led others and annihilated the demons, bringing the world to peace.

It majorly focused on the protagonist's journey and his challenges as he became stronger bit by bit.

According to his memories, the exorcists were mainly controlled by Five Major exorcist Clans. These were the strongest clans consisting of some of the most powerful and terrifying exorcists.

They were the major leaders of the world at the moment.

The Mystic Purge Clan was one of the five great clans, having ancient roots.

But… it was an extremely cruel clan.

For greater benefit, they were willing to use any extreme methods, going as far as to kill their own comrades to annihilate the demons.

Their methods were frowned upon by many, but no one dared to openly criticize them either; after all, each official exorcist from the clan was a master.

The clan had also earned itself the title as the clan that purged the most demons.

'This is troublesome now…'

He was a bit helpless; the clan was not only cruel to the demons but also to its members; their training was ruthless and inhuman, clearly not a place for weaklings or soft-hearted people at all.

It was a nightmarish place, to be honest.

But what bugged him more was that he had been branded 'Useless' by Ophelia, his so-called mother in this life.

Ophelia was one of the strongest female exorcists; she had multiple abilities and was feared by demons and humans alike.

What made her even more terrifying was the fact that she barely showed any emotion to anything; she was just like an emotionless doll who ruthlessly slaughtered her enemies.

He didn't dare doubt her words; if Ophelia had classified him as useless, then it meant that he really was.

She possessed a special pair of eyes that let her discern a person's worth and their talents. It was one of the four special eyes after all.

'But what should I do now? I must not have any talent for being an exorcist. How am I going to live here?' He was quite worried now that he was aware of his situation more clearly.

'Not only that but I am not even a special character, just a mob child of the clan with no talent for being an exorcist. How lame.'

He knew that the moment he stepped outside, he would either be killed by demons or would be kidnapped for his bloodline.

'Not only that, the Mystic Purge Clan is quite infamous in the exorcist circle, even in the novel, they had multiple clashes with the protagonist for not sharing the same morals and beliefs.'

Just as he felt all hope was lost, he heard a sound in his mind.

[Ding…]