The world that has birthed countless nations and races, each with powers of their own.
A world filled with forces rooted in two opposing energies. The mana that governs all power within it, and the aura that strengthens all living beings, have carved this world since ancient times.
In a noble family of the human kingdom, a child was born.
...
But there was a mistake.
“Are you sure you want to abandon that child?”
“Yes. That child is a curse.”
“I see what you mean... he carries a disease that opens his claim seal.”
“Huh? Not only can he not contain his own power, but... he also killed his mother.”
“Even as a physician, I know — it wasn’t his will to be born into this world. It was you who chose this. You are his father — and her husband.”
“Enough of your nonsense. Leave. I’ll have the head servant pay you.”
“Tch. I don’t need it.”
After the physician left, the head of the family gathered everyone in the mansion — servants, gardeners, and guards alike.With a commanding voice, he declared,
“I will grant permission to anyone willing to take care of this child.”
He pointed toward the infant lying silently in the cradle.
The room fell into a long, uneasy silence. Confusion clouded their faces as they tried to grasp the meaning behind his words.Then, after what felt like an eternity, a young maid stepped forward.
“I… I will take care of the child, my lord. I will raise him.”
Several eyes turned to her, filled with disbelief and curiosity.With a cold expression, the head of the family spoke again,
“Head servant, prepare a private room for her… and hand over the child.”