Chapter 4: The Realisation(3)
As Alden thought about the future, he decided to note down all the important information about the novel in a book so that he wouldn't forget it.
He went to his desk and, opening the drawer, found a blank book.
He started writing down everything important in the language of his hometown, one unknown to anyone in this world.
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In the world of Eryndor, power is everything. The higher your rank, the more respect and authority you command.
There are ten known ranks of power in this world:
1. Novice
2. Initiate
3. Apprentice
4. Adept
5. Expert
6. Master
7. Grandmaster
8. Ascendant
9. Overlord
10. Primordial
Every rank has three minor stages, and advancing to the next rank grants a significant boost in power.
In the recorded history of this world, no one has truly reached the Primordial Rank except for two individuals: the Demon King and the Hero King, who sacrificed his life to seal the Demon King.
Their tales are myths to the current generation.
After writing down every important scenario he remembered from the novel, Alden placed the book back in the drawer and started thinking about the power structure of the current generation.
Currently, the strongest person in the world is at the peak of the Overlord Rank. Those who have reached this rank are the true leaders—the ones who control everything.
In the human domain, there are only a few individuals at the Overlord Rank.
Then there's me, Alden Draven, son of the Draven family—well, the illegitimate son.
The Draven family is one of the ruling families of the Vallorian Empire, which governs Dravonia. There are five states and five ruling families that report directly to the Emperor.
The Draven family is one of the strongest in the empire, mainly because of its patriarch, Alaric Draven. Standing at the peak of the Overlord Rank, he is a ruthless person.
'And me? Well, I am the illegitimate son of such a man.'
'You'd think that would count for something, right? But no.'
'Instead, I am treated like a mistake—not even a person. According to them, I am nothing more than a stain on the family name.' He sighed, thinking about it.
The Draven main family consists of eight members if you include me too. First, there is Alaric Draven, the head of the family, and his two official wives, Vespera and Isolde.
Vespera gave Alaric a pair of twins, Rodrick and Seraphina. Rodrick is the golden boy of the family, and Seraphina, the smart one, both born with high potential.
His second wife, Isolde, gave him Cedric and Seles.
Cedric is her pride and joy—and my arch-nemesis.
Although Rodrick also bullied me, it was mostly limited to verbal abuse. Cedric, however, was different. He and his lackeys made it their daily job to beat me.
The first time I woke up, the person who kicked me on the head was none other than Cedric. He treats me like trash—and that's what I am to him.
Just as I was thinking about Cedric, the door to my room opened with a loud bang.
A handsome boy with blonde hair and crimson eyes walked in, his hair shining like light and his body well-built like an athlete back on Earth. His face was full of arrogance.
"Get up, you worthless rat," he said, his tone dripping with mockery.
'Fuck,' I couldn't help but curse as my body started shivering instinctively. The blonde boy was none other than Cedric. His very presence triggered fear etched deep into Alden's body.
Cedric sneered at me, his eyes narrowing. "Still alive, huh? I thought you'd be dead by now." He looked at me like I was some kind of bug.
"Father should've thrown you out like the trash you are."
My fists clenched, my jaw tightened, and my blood rushed to my head. The emotions I inherited from the original Alden were in chaos.
'I want to wipe that smirk off his face, but I know now's not the time... I can't. Not like this... Not yet...'
But I couldn't stop the shaking of my body. The anger rampaging in my mind was burning me from the inside like a volcano ready to erupt.
'Not now... I need to calm down... He wants me to snap at him.'
Seeing me not reacting, Cedric stepped closer, his crimson eyes staring into my soul.
"And Father? He never wanted you. He doesn't even care if you exist or not. If it were up to him, you'd be dead already. But here you are... just existing."
"If I were you, I would've killed myself," he said with a silly smile as if this was some kind of joke to him.
The words hit hard.
For the first time since he came into the room, I looked him dead in the eyes. His smile faltered a bit, not expecting me to do that.
"Hahahaha," Cedric started laughing loudly, came closer, and slapped me on my cheek. "Who the fuck do you think you are, staring at me?"
His slap hurt like hell—it was as if I had been hit by an iron rod—but I still kept staring at him.
"Don't get ahead of yourself... You're just trash. A mistake. You shouldn't have been born," he said, his eyes narrowing into slits as he kept slapping me again and again.
My cheeks went numb from the pain, a pain Alden was all too familiar with.
My cheeks became beet red, but I never broke eye contact.
I kept staring at him with indifferent eyes.
Cedric's face scrunched in anger. "How dare you defy me?" He started beating me more now, punching and kicking me, but I still stared at him.
I wanted to fight back, but I couldn't. 'I am too weak... too damn weak.' But not a single groan left my mouth.
Only after I couldn't lift my head to look at him did he look satisfied.
"Count yourself lucky, as I can't kill you before the awakening ceremony or you'd already be dead," he said in annoyance, throwing a healing potion on the ground like tossing a bone to a dog.
"I can't have you die before then, now can I?" he said as he barged out of the room without looking back.
His words failed to reach me as I was losing consciousness.
But before I completely blacked out, I saw someone rushing into the room with urgency.
My vision darkened before I lost consciousness.
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