Sweat

Beads of sweat trickled down Hiraku's temples. His back was drenched in sweat, and his muscles were sore. It had been a while since he had worked out so much that his body felt like it was tearing apart. Unfortunately, the last 24 hours hadn't been kind to him.

The sweat stung in his eyes as he forced them open. Hiraku glanced at the holographic screen of his crystal watch and frowned deeply.

'21 missed calls.' 

His family never called him. They abandoned him after he told them he would focus on the Titan Spirit Soultrait and use the Creation Soultrait as an aid in combat. That was not the path the Star of Creation family pursued with unbending determination. They were obsessed with the path the first ancestor had paved for them and expelled everyone who wanted to walk a different path.