Chapter 2

Thanks to this, the females of the Yeon Family, especially those of the main house, have a tendency to look down on men.

Yeon Ilarde is an old fellow family member of Yeon Hana and a main member of the Yeon Family. Since the Head of the Yeon Family has chosen not to bear children, Ilarde does so in her place. So the children of the Yeon Family all call her "godmother".

Once every 5 years, Ilarde selects a man to sleep with her, and it is said that Rankers from all over the Tower gather for a chance to become that man; however, Ilarde's eyes for choosing men are very "cold", so unless one is a decent male Ranker, it is difficult to even get past the paper document interview.

Selected males live in the palace for 5 years, and only one of these men will receive the right to sleep with Ilarde and, if a child is born, they attain the glory of being accepted into the Family.

Right now that child is being born.

Ilarde had given birth tens of hundreds of times. So this time was nothing special. It only took 1 hour for the birth. The maids aiding their godmother wrapped the baby up and sent it away. The mother not even caring for what it looked like only knowing it was a boy.

It was like this all the time. Whenever the godmother birthed a boy she wouldn't pay it any mind and send it straight to the branch family to take care of.

In the Yeon family, men were looked down upon so it wasn't really a surprise. Heck, she didn't even bother to Name the child, something she would come to regret later down the line.

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50 years later

In the mountains on the 21st floor, a child with long messy black hair and Ruby red eyes could be seen running and jumping from tree branch to tree branch. A smile adorned his face while looking forward.

Not so coincidently 1000 metres away there was another figure running forward. This less humanoid and more animalistic. It ran on four legs and had glowing bright antlers on top of its head making it an easy target in the middle of day. And especially night.

???' Hehe, not long now it should tire out, that's when I'll strike.' And as he thought it did start to deepen its pants and slowed down. The perfect chance to get it. With a swift decision the child imidietly speed up and held up his weapon. A homemade blow dart with steel Needles laced with thousand snake eye poison.

He aimed carefully making sure not to mess up otherwise he would probably be eating the family scraps again.

His pupils dilated and he took in a big gasp of air or shinso and blew sending the needle 140 kph.

The needle stayed true and straight as it flew to the animals jugular. It didn't even register pain before everything went dark.

The teen celebrated with a self-high five before running to his prize. Hagan thought of all the ways he could eat it but decided to cook it. He was no professional chef but having to fend for yourself for 20 years teaches you a thing or two.

After gathering a few sticks and leaves he made a sort of hammock and dragged the animal to his secrete hideout which was a cave in the mountains.

It took him a few hours to get there but once he did he couldn't wait to cook up his meal. It was around night time when he finished cooking it fully.

???" Can't wait to try you. I wonder what you taste like. I've never had your kind before." He said while cutting some meat of. But just when he was about to dig in a figure from the shadows snatches his food, right before his eyes.

Hagan hadn't even noticed until both his upper and lower jaw shut and he tasted the air.

Hagan".....????" Huh where my meat. Where did it go?

(Burp)

???" Mhhhh, not bad. Your cooking has definitely improved but you still forgot to get rid of the poison. I'll give you a 4/10 overall." An enchanting feminine voice said right opposite, Hagan. When this clocked female got there, he didn't know, but what he did know was she was eating his meal.

Without hesitation he threw a back heel kick, intending to hit the assailant in the head. But as if already anticipating his kick she simply leaned her head back. The kick swooshing past her face by a mere inch.

Just from the little smirk, she had on her lips which were visible you could tell that kick was nothing to her. But Hagan didn't care and threw a roundhouse kick only for it to be blocked by a mere little pinky. Getting frustrated he tried pushing his leg forward but sadly it wouldn't move an inch like it had met an immovable mountain.  Even the rock beneath his feet gave out and cracked under the great pressure of the collision.

Seeing that there was no way he was winning. He pouted and retracted his leg.

Hagan." HUMPH, you win this round stupid cloak face. But I'll definitely get a hit in next time. And cook your own god damn food. Why are you always stealing mine." He grumbles while walking to a certain wall with scratches on them. It was actually a tally of how many battles he's lost and one with stupid cloak face. The score you ask.

11,113 to 0. Me having a score of 0. Sigh the story of my life.

Cloak face" Haha, sadly I don't have the time. I'll just come here if I ever need a quick free meal. So how have you been." She asked on a more serious note. But to Hagan, it just seemed like her normal self asking.

Hagan" You know same old, same old, go to lectures, get bullied, get looked down upon for being male, and rinse and repeat." He replied offhandedly like it was normal which techically it was. Any male born from the Yeon family would experience it. Though not to the degree he gets.