[The Earth Alliance President, Trish, stepped up to Void Commander and became a core member of the Arlean Army. He was the first pure human to achieve this rank. His lifespan now extends to thousands of years, giving humanity unlimited hope.]
[The 13-year-old prodigy, Jin, the son of a human and an Arleanian, became a Void Warrior. He is now returning to the main planet of the Arleans to receive further training.]
[The planet Venus was attacked by unknown pirates while mining for Void crystals. Is this another civilization challenging the Arlean rule? or just another rebel group on the rise?]
[The Arleans are recruiting talent, offering absolute immunity on Earth and citizenship within the Arlean territory.]
[The rebel organization Blue Alliance struck again, causing destruction to multiple base cities. The Arlean Embassy and Earth Alliance Government set up a massive reward pool for any concrete information about the said rebel organization.]
Walking out of his house, Nash looked at the newspapers plastered to the walls.
Although he was only 15 years old and had nothing, the body he transmigrated into was a genius.
Surviving as an orphan for as long as he could remember, his predecessor could be described as a prodigy. Using his innocence and willpower, he managed to survive in the cracks of this chaotic world.
He also had enough intelligence to recognize words just by listening to people passing by, reading news and advertisements on the signboards.
Even Nash couldn't help but admire his predecessor's prodigious talent.
Unfortunately, tragedy likes to strike the impoverished.
Although he was clever, the nature of the world was unforgiving and illogical.
Besides possessing a genius mind, his predecessor possessed the appearance of a god, despite being tattered with only skin and bones, his inherent appearance couldn't be hidden in the slightest.
One day, while working in a scrap station looking for food, a domineering and fierce woman, Camilla, accidentally saw him without his disguise.
Wanting to possess such beauty, she coerced him to be her follower.
However, his predecessor was a prideful man. Despite his poverty, he never begged anyone for anything.
To him, being taken to prostitution by a woman was worse than death.
Still, knowing he couldn't fight with his feeble body, he lied and agreed to the woman's demands, then hid in the slums to escape his fate.
Camilla was the daughter of Joseph, the leader of the Steel Bone Gang, a local gang in the area.
His predecessor feared that once he was found, it would be his end.
Hiding for days and weeks, his food supply was quickly depleted.
Hoping to find something to sustain him, he went out sneakily in search of hope.
Unfortunately, fate was determined to mess with him; it seemed that it was also jealous of his talent and appearance.
As he searched for food, the Steel Bone Gang working for Camilla's father, Joseph, easily spotted him.
Fortunately, with a quick bolt running toward the familiar slum, he escaped yet another disaster that was about to happen.
Knowing that the local gang was everywhere looking for him, he held his hunger and continued to hide in hibernation.
Soon, however, unable to withstand the hunger, he ventured out again.
What his predecessor didn't expect was that this would be his last sight of the world.
Overcome by hunger, he collapsed and died on the ground.
"What a pitiful fellow. Even until the end, you kept your pride. If not for this world, you might have risen to the top," Nash sighed at the tragedy of fate.
As Nash was daydreaming, he overheard two people talking at the intersection.
"Jakob, do you think that pretty boy is already dead?" Scar, a man with a disfigurement across his face, asked.
"Hah, that little brat? He should still be alive. A rat in the sewer wouldn't die of hunger," Jakob, the muscular man beside him, said.
"Tsk, tsk. I wonder what charm he had. Even Lady Camilla couldn't help but fancy such a vagrant. Oh, how I wish it were me."
"I don't understand it either. If it were me, I'd gladly lick Lady Camilla's feet. Such a beautiful and perfect body. Kids these days don't know how to appreciate things. Isn't Lady Camilla's just a little domineering? Women with such beauty, it's normal to have some shortcoming."
"Hahaha, indeed! Not only would you be feasting with your eyes, even your stomach would be full at all times. Such a rich lady. Hiss, I also want to have a pretty face!" Scar said, holding the scar on his face with jealousy.
Just as they turned toward an intersection, they saw the devil they were just talking about.
"Jakob, am I seeing things? Is that the pretty boy we were just talking about?"
"You see it too, Scar?"
Turning toward each other, excitement was visible in their eyes.
"Hahaha, we hit the jackpot! I didn't expect we'd pick up money while walking."
"Enemies do meet on a narrow road..." Nash thought with a sigh.
Although he heard them, he was too weak to run or hide.
Nash also forgot to disguise his face, so it was easily recognizable.
Thinking of his appearance, he was no longer grateful to God for giving him a pretty face.
It was like a disaster plastered on his body, wanting to put him to death.
"Boy, it's your lucky day. Come with us to meet lady Camilla!" Scar said, grabbing his arm.
Not wanting to put his safety in others' hands, he deftly dodged the grip and slowly backed away.
"I won't go. Tell Camilla not to bother me anymore," Nash said coldly.
Nash was as prideful as his previous body had been.
Although he could eat termites for survival, he would fight with everything he had unless cornered to death.
"Boy, don't be ungrateful. Lady Camilla was being generous. As long as you follow us, you'll have a lifetime of wealth!" Jakob said through gritted teeth.
"No, I don't need anyone's charity. I can fend for myself."