Birth Of A Deep Hatred

East Lake Village.

Many students were leaving the school through the exit gate. Except for a white-haired boy, everyone was chatting and laughing with their friends.

They made way for him at his sight. Strangers may mistake him for the son of a prominent figure or something in the first few seconds, but the reality is far different...

"Hey, don't stay there!" A young man grabbed his friend who was standing too close to a white-haired boy. "His bloodshot eyes are terrifying. I get chills every time I look at them!"

Ivis continued on his way home, under the intense gaze of others. For someone who had been dealing with this his entire life, it was nothing out of the ordinary, but rather a daily occurrence.

'The weather is lovely today. I'm curious what father and mother have planned for me...'

On his tenth birthday, his father promised to teach him a new skill. Ivis was so excited that instead of paying attention in class, he would try to figure out which skill he would be learning. And, for the first time, he didn't fall asleep in class because he was bored.

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"Welcome home, sweetie," a gentle voice said as he entered a wooden house near the forest. "It's great to see you again."

His mother, Elora, truly resembled an angel. Even in a crowd, she would always stand out with her distinct 'heavenly' aura.

'Father is very fortunate to have someone like her by his side...' Ivis thought, proud of his mother's beauty.

Unbeknownst to Ivis, his expression softened and became more gentle and lovable, as if a barrier had vanished around him. With his emotionless face, he appeared to be a murderer just a few minutes ago. But now he was like a person who could only spread love throughout the world.

"Good evening, mother."

"I've got something for you," Elora explained. She hugged him without giving him a chance to respond or guess what it was. "Pay close attention to what I'm about to say. I'm giving you our family heirloom so you must never lose it. I wish you a very happy birthday, sweetie."

Ivis was taken aback by her behavior because he expected her to present him with something. But the reason became clear the moment she leaned back.

A diamond key pendant on a black chain hung around his neck. Immediately, a sense of security enveloped him. It was as if his parents would always be there for him, no matter what happened. Is someone like him, however, deserving of wearing something so stunning and elegant?

As if reading his mind, Elora said while poking his forehead, "Mom will be upset if you think so low of yourself like that. You are the gentlest person I know, sweetie. Remember, you will always be my precious child."

Hearing her loving words, Ivis reflected on his way of thinking. Did he make a mistake underestimating his value as a person? Are other children better than him just because they were born with normal eyes?

Suddenly, the peaceful ambiance turned cold when Lydo joined them. He appeared to be on the verge of meeting his worst enemy. Ivis stood there in shock when seeing his father look so frightening for the first time as he has always been able to conceal his true feelings whenever something bad happened.

Lydo softened his expression and smiled after whispering something to his mother "It's fine, Ivis. I've simply had a bad day. But, at the very least, I haven't forgotten about your birthday present. Come closer, and I'll show you."

Excited, Ivis did just as he was told, and when his father's finger reached his forehead, knowledge about the Heavenly Silent Step skill that provided practitioners immense mobility, came to his mind. It was a perfect technique for assassination due to its burst benefit. They could travel the world in a matter of seconds when used by powerful beings.

'So powerful...' Ivis thought in disbelief, it was like allowing a turtle to be faster than a cheetah. With it, weak mages could outperform those stronger than them in terms of speed. He promised himself to learn it as soon as possible because who doesn't want to feel the rush of speed? To do so, he must constantly practice because theory alone will not suffice.

The fact that his father could transfer information into the minds of others did not surprise Ivis, who regarded Lydo as a supreme mage capable of doing anything.

At this moment, Ivis appeared to be a typical happy child. Perhaps it was because it was his tenth birthday, but what he received this time was far superior to his previous birthday gifts.

"Thank you very much, father. I will not let you down. I will master the Heavenly Silent Step as fast as possible!"

Bending down to his size, Elora said while hugging him, "We have something to tell you. I understand if you are upset with us, but I and your father must leave for an extended period due to an urgent matter. We are aware that today is your birthday, but we have no other option. Go and find the Fairy Tail guild master during this time. He and I are good friends, so he will look after you. Sweetie, we will always love you. Never forget that."

Instantly, his previous joyous demeanor vanished. Why didn't they tell him sooner? And what could compel his parents to abandon him even on his birthday?

Even though they must have valid reasons, Ivis couldn't help but shed tears. They were not only leaving him for an unknown period, but he was also going to spend his birthday alone...

"We'll try to get back to you as soon as possible. It's fine, sweetie," In an attempt to reassure him, Elora stroked his hair.

"Practicing the Heavenly Silent Step will make time fly by," his father added.

A little bit later, Ivis was watching his parents fly away in the air. Their silhouettes were becoming increasingly hazy. He returned inside to prepare his belongings after they had vanished completely. After all, he has a long way to travel to get to the Fairy Tail headquarters.

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Throughout his journey, the image of his parents leaving lingered in his mind, giving him the uneasy feeling that something bad was going to happen and he wouldn't see them again.

So he'd created a shadow clone, a skill he'd learned that allowed him to create a human body filled with shadows. This way, if they caught him, they wouldn't be able to tell who followed them because the shadow has no face.

When he arrived at his house, he followed the path they had taken, and the sounds of explosions led him here.

Now, somewhere in the woods, Ivis was hiding behind a tree. In front of him was a sight that no child should ever witness.

His parents were dead on the ground, their blood dripping from their bodies. And beside them stood a creature, his sword-bearing witness to his disgraceful deed.

The demon was floating in the air with his wings, looking down on his victims. "You shouldn't have bothered our Peerless Crimson Cult."

That creature was not human. Even if Ivis had an army of soldiers, it would have been annihilated in an instant. He'd seen how it had created a massive crater the size of a lake on the ground with just a punch during the fight. No one could assist him. He was by himself.

He couldn't care less about how terrifying it appeared. The only thing that mattered was that he will avenge his parents no matter what happened in the future.

Ivis had never taken his gaze away from the demon, memorizing every detail of its appearance.

'Just wait, you piece of garbage! I'll rip your flesh apart and reduce your Peerless Crimson Cult to dust!'

Everything was clear now. His parents simply wanted to shield him from that creature while also keeping him from the truth so that he would not live a life filled with hatred.

But now, it was too late...