Oliver Hamilton was not a native of this world of Aetherion.
He was from an ancient world where cultivation reigned supreme. He had been a sword prodigy from a very young age.
His father was called the Sword Saint,the very pinnacle existence of that world. But one day, everything changed. His world was invaded by a strange type of creatures called the Abyssal.
An infinite number of Abyssals overwhelmed their world in less than a month. Every human died in that world; not even the Saints were spared.
Oliver was only 17 years old at that time. He fought alongside his father until the very last moment.
His father gave up his life just to buy some more time for Oliver, but life wasn't so easy.
Oliver couldn't escape from their grasp; he died by the sharp claws of those dark monsters.
But Oliver wasn't in despair at the moment of his death, as everything he ever loved was gone—his father, mother, fiancée—everyone had died. So Oliver wasn't even trying much to escape and was caught.
