(1) Prologue

Y/n had connections, lovely family connections. Blood thick with governmental ties, CEO of multiple companies when he was still in the womb. So influential that nobody with the same blood as him needed to lift a finger. They would tie their connections and leave, allowing their subordinates to cash in the money for them.

Yet this family urged for more, a small tradition. The belief that strength was the key to survive, deep government connections from his father linked dangerously from his mothers mafia ties. Both knew how to survive. Sat on a marble table they decided that their son would start to become strong.

Isolation, in a foreign island, living to train.

"We will come get you when you become strong"

Unknowing of the language but knowing of the arts, climbing mountains. He matured quick, understanding that being alone was peaceful. But he desired to leave, to grow and gain friendship.

The long years of training came to an end, both mother and father were surprised of their sons advancements, he held no grudge and smiled at his parents. Long hair that flowed down to his middle section of his back, tied in a ponytail, strands of hair framed his face.

"Son, what do you wish to do now?"

"Can I go to school?"

A warm smile washed over Y/n's face already knowing his fathers answer.

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