1 The Beginning

At the start of everything, in an empty white void, three beings manifested. The deity of the void, the deity of creation, and the deity of life.

The deity of void controlled all space, pure emptiness. The deity of creation made vast universes, galaxies, and planets. And lastly, the deity of life gave birth to all.

With their task done, these deities vanished, and from pure void watched all prosper, and grow.

People eventually discovered mysterious energy that gave them power, they called it mana. With this energy people conquered, traveled, and became stronger.

...

Now, millions of years later, a certain planet came to be. Its occupants named it Xalard. This planet had a great pool of mana, so great that every other planet paled in comparison. And due to this mana, it started developing its soul. As for the question "how", that is almost impossible to answer.

The three deities took notice of this peculiar planet and wanted it for themselves. Yes, even these beings couldn't pass on such an irregularity.

And so they fought, destroying countless planets and galaxies in the process. But to them, that was of no significance. They could just be remade, right?

There was no clear winner of this fight, but they all were heavily injured. Deciding that it was not worth it to die over this, they decided to fight differently.

Each of them will pick a champion and in a thousand years, they shall meet once again, although this time, their champions will fight to the death. The outcome of this battle will decide the one who takes the planet.

...

991 years later.

The kingdom of Holy Light is a powerful kingdom located on the continent of Lerien.

The kingdom's capital city, Purelight, is incredibly huge, surrounded by thick and tall walls with metal gates.

In this city, in a filthy alleyway lay a boy. The boy's name was Damon. He had dark pupils and pitch-black hair. He was 15 years old, with no parents, his only home being an orphanage.

Damon was on his way to the orphanage from school, but a bunch of his classmates decided to boost their ego by bullying and humiliating him. He hated this, but he understood that he was a freak of nature with no magic. A failure.

...

*Sniff* *Sniff* A young boy lay on the ground sniffing with teary eyes. 'Why?... I never hurt anyone, so why?' He thought about what happened not long ago, how his classmates made fun of him and beat him up.

Damon gathered his strength and stood up. "Ugh, now my clothes are dirty." He wiped his tears and walked to the orphanage.

He arrived at the orphanage shortly after. Damon pushed the doors open and entered. Upon entering, he glanced left and started walking towards certain doors.

Once he arrived, he knocked on the doors. "Come in." from behind the doors said a woman. Damon pushed the doors open and entered.

When Damon entered and the woman saw who it was, she frowned. This woman was the head of the orphanage and her name was Ophelia. "What do you want?" she asked in a stern tone.

Damon put his head down, not daring to look the woman in her eyes. "They beat me up again.." said Damon fearfully.

"What? Speak louder." barked Ophelia.

Damon took a deep breath and repeated, "They beat me up." he said.

"And? It's your fault for being so weak. Why are you telling me this in the first place?" Ophelia commented coldly.

He turned around and started walking out of the room. Damon gripped the door handle and pushed the doors open, left the room, and slammed the doors behind him.

'Fucking bitch! I'll kill you!' he thought, although deep down he knew he couldn't do a thing, as that woman was more powerful than she seemed. A kid like him couldn't even get close before dying.

He headed toward the room provided to him. Even though the orphanage was poor, it didn't house many children, so they could provide personal rooms to the kids.

While walking towards his room, Damon kept thinking about everything that had happened to him so far.

He thought about how people called him a cripple, a failure. How nobody cared about him, how no one loved him. As he thought this, a tear formed in his eye and slid down his cheek.

- A few minutes later -

Damon now arrived at his room. The room had one dirty bed with rags as blankets and an old pillow. There was also a cabinet in the room. Although not much, it contained clothes and his stuff.

Damon took off his school uniform and put it away, he was now just in his underwear. You could see that his body wasn't fat at all, but there weren't many muscles either. Just a slim body.

After such a long day, he was officially tired and headed to bed. He laid down, covered himself with the 'blanket', and drifted asleep.

...

The sun had come up and it was now morning. Damon woke up and rubbed his eyes. "Ugh." he groaned softly.

He stood up from his bed and went to take his school uniform from the cabinet. It was still dirty from the other day, as he didn't bother to clean it up.

He wore the school uniform and left his room. Damon was now heading towards the cafeteria while thinking about school. He's officially had enough, today he will get his revenge.

Once he arrived at the cafeteria, he saw kids sitting together and talking. He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't jealous. They had friends, and he wanted that too.

Damon went to get his breakfast and sat down at a table alone.

'How.. how will I get my revenge? Hmm, I could steal a kitchen knife from here, hehe. Yeah, that sounds good.' thought Damon.

After finishing his food, he waited for everyone to clear the cafeteria so he could make his move.

Once everyone left, including the cooks, Damon entered the kitchen area and simply grabbed a kitchen knife.

He glanced at it for a while, contemplating whether he should proceed with his plan or not, but concluded and gripped the knife tightly.

After all that time, he mustered up the courage to take his revenge. Whether he succeeded or not, he would kill himself either way. This revenge of his is just a way to not regret much before ending it all.

Damon covered the knife in paper and thick silk he found in the kitchen and put it in his pocket. He was now ready to go to school and take his revenge.

- Several minutes later -

Damon arrived at the school gates. The school he goes to is called "Ravenhound Magic School", it's one of the worse schools in the city. They accept anyone, as all the citizens are required to go to school for at least 3 years.

Damon entered the school and headed to his classroom. In the hallway, people stared at him with disgust visible on their faces. This was the norm for him.

He now reached the front of his classroom. Damon hesitated whether he should enter or not. After a while, he put his hand on the door handle and opened the doors.

He now entered the class..