In the past, Xion had been powerless.
It was not just the way his life started Xion Vaelis, where even taking a few steps made his legs feel as heavy as a mountain.
Before he became someone worthy of respect, before he earned his name through countless sleepless nights spent glued to his study table... He had simply been a foolish boy who still held onto hope.
And it was that very hope that had made him powerless.
Every time he was cast aside like a cheap mop while his family went out to spend time together, he would press his pencil harder against the paper, scribbling with even more determination.
I didn't do well this time. That's why they don't want to take me with them. But next time, when I get full marks, they'll definitely take me along…
Yes, I must be a bad boy. If I go with them, I'll only mbarress them.