What a Joke!

Dyon worked hard. Lost days of sleep. And constantly pondered over things every minute of everyday. His brain was never off. People may look at his achievements and roll their eyes because he was lucky enough to have an Innate Aurora, but…

Where were those people when a five-year-old Dyon's eyes shone looking at a computer screen filled with code? Where were those people when an eight-year-old Dyon played his piano and plucked his guitar strings until his fingers bled… needing to vent his feelings about his lost mother without bothering his hard-working father? Where were those people when Dyon sat alone at ten years old… when his parents were gone, and the only thing left was a room filled with inventions and computers?

Dyon's arrogance wasn't born of thin air. It was his hard work. It was his shield. And he wasn't willing to give it up.

Arios continued, "with the accumulation of his enemies, a plan was hatched to deal with the sage…