"WHY ARE YOU A DEMON!"
Daniel Nomrad screamed at his son, his voice cracking in complete agony as he struggled against the terrifying doubt gnawing at his mind.
The roar tore through his throat, filled with the pain of a father forced to question whether the boy standing before him was a human or a monster, whether he was truly his flesh and blood or something else entirely. He wanted to scream that it was all a lie, but he could not.
The unique mana resonance he had felt a moment ago was unmistakably from the Nomrad lineage. Yet the demonic transformation, the skull that regenerated from nothing, and the dark aura were also undeniably real.
Axel looked up toward the cloudy skies for a quiet moment. His blue eyes rippled like water as memories flashed across his mind, recalling the exact instant he had first opened his eyes in this strange world.
