From the moment they were born, they were acutely aware of their destiny: to either die in battle or be put to death by the noble lords. For most of them, the sole meaning of their existence was to await death.
Since death was inevitable, why die for other noble lords? Lords who didn't even consider them demons, who subjected them to constant beatings and humiliation. At first, this all seemed normal; they didn't think anything was wrong with it because everyone like them was treated the same way.
But today, someone had finally stood up and told them that all of it... was wrong!
That in this world, all beings are equal. That the Pure-blooded Creatures and True Demons were no more noble than the Human Race.
It wasn't just the Foreign Demons who had to die for their Pure-blooded lords; a high and mighty Pure-blooded lord could also take a lash for a lowly Foreign Demon!
To die for such a lord... they would do so willingly.
After all, he truly saw them as fellow demons!
