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This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world.

Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it.

Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

God of Adaptation

Killian couldn't help but smile wryly as he looked at Pandora's annoyed expression.

'I wonder why she's always angry at me…'

He noticed that there had never been a time where she wasn't annoyed when with him.

'Strange, I don't remember doing anything to her…' Looking at her back, Killian couldn't help but think in confusion.

The two of them soon reached the Training Grounds after a few minutes of walking in awkward silence.

However, Pandora and Killian had just opened the door when they were met with a blinding light.

It was like being hit by a flashbang.

Minus the bang, while the flash is multiplied by more than a hundred times.

Killian couldn't help but curse out loud as he hurriedly shut his eyes off.

Pandora used her hand in order to shield her eyes as she grew more worried due to the strange phenomenon.

Becoming Light