Blood Of Grimm
The last thing I remember was being at my senior graduation after-party, celebrating the fact that not only had I survived the torment and torture of four years of high school, but that I had also been accepted into university.
I was planning to pursue writing, just like my old man, and everything was going according to plan. Tomorrow, I was heading out to check on everything and prepare for what came next.
But then something bad happened.
I have no recollection of what truly occurred, only that fate wasn’t finished with me yet.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reincarnated into a new world as a newborn child.
The worst part of it all was that I had been born into one of the most powerful, influential, and cruel families the world had ever known.
The Grimm family.
This wasn’t your typical family—the kind you’d pass on the street or casually meet. They were a family that resided in the shadows, hiding themselves extremely well. They weren’t normal people; they were a family of secrets.
A family that knew of an entirely different world than the rest of humanity—a world where darkness and shadows hid in plain sight, and where even deeper horrors lurked within those shadows.
Monsters, demons, and all kinds of supernatural beings existed there.
And I was born as the only heir of the family.
But here was the cruel truth: unlike the rest of my family, I wasn’t blessed with extraordinary abilities like they were. I was something entirely different.
A disgrace.
A tainted blood.
The one without any abilities of any kind.
To make matters worse, this family wasn’t just from another fantasy world—they were from a book I had loved reading as a child. A book written by my old man. His final work.
Before he could finish or release it, he died.
And now, I had been born as an entirely different character—one he had never written or created.
An extra.
A nobody.
I was bullied and called terrible names—names so vile that repeating them would only bring misfortune.
My family didn’t know, however, that I wasn’t just an ordinary, non-magic child. I carried a secret. In their eyes, I was a failure who would never amount to anything.
That belief was reinforced when I failed the contracting ceremony, a ritual meant to bind me to the guardian spirit of the Grimm family.
Dishonored.
Ashamed.
What I thought was the end of my life was actually just the beginning.
As I was about to go to bed one night, I was suddenly transported to an entirely different place—far from my home.
A place that belonged to the domain of gods.
There, I signed a contract with something entirely different.
Something that changed my life completely, granting me abilities beyond my wildest imagination.
But it was far more than that.
I was no longer just a disgrace.
I had become the exact opposite.
I was now the end—not only of my family, but of everything.
To survive, I must remain hidden and pretend to be exactly what they believe me to be. But deep down, I know something they don’t.
I have the upper hand.
