I picked myself up and I went back home in the Village me and Alastor live in. The village of Cade. My parents and Alastor’s parents are neighbors that’s why I knew him and he knew me, Even if he hated me.

When I knocked the door to my home a white haired blue eyed woman open the door it was my mother she saw me and had said 

“you’re so filthy go clean yourself up” 

“Okay then”I replied

 However I could hear the words ‘why can’t he be more like Alastor’ mumbling  from my mother’s mouth I felt spite but I went upstairs and I looked in the mirror and thought, ‘why does everyone value him, is it because of how he looks?’

 I had compare myself to him, my jet black hair with his platinum blond hair. My frail body with his  frail body and his emerald eyes my azure blue ones. 

‘No it’s not that it’s because I have no Karma, because of that they think I’m weak I’ll become stronger than him if his Karma is a sword then I shall surpass in swordsmanship’

I soon took a shower I then decided  I would grab a wooden sword and every night, and everyday I would train my body, my mind, and my swordsmanship.