1 Prolouge

Flames. Eternal flames burning the insides of me, triggering the anger in me despite the short joy that this night gave me.

People. Nasty ones. How should I know which one to trust and which one to not?. This might be prejudice.

But... Humans disgust me, humans are truly evil.

They are disgusting and a living disgrace to the creation.

What is all the point of controlling my power, if I'll get nothing back except the feeling of Isolation?

I am born with a destructive power. I idolized humans at first thought because they have bravery and know where they should stand.

But I found it as a mask. Humans are cruel than Minotaurs or cyclops, even the demons.

I just wished that I destroyed their existence.

Deep down, I am a kind-hearted person born given with a destructive power. But outside, I looked really like a monster in sheep's clothing. The black sheep of the Gods and Goddesses.

As I paid my way to the afterlife. I want to feel sorry to the person receiving my soul. Sorry for being a black sheep.

Present time

Years passed after that legend. And many were born today under the wing of Gods and Goddesses.

I am Aileen Victor. A first year high school in an Elite university. And if others were born under different Gods and Goddesses that were taken the form of an animal, then take me as an unlucky kid because I don't have one.

I'm the one they called powerless, black sheep, unlucky, trash, and many more insults that you can think.

For some reason. I was not born beside or having a blood of some powerful creator, that was said by the midwifery.

My parents weren't sad about it, but every time I mentioned that I'm useless, they just lecture me and punished me about it.

"My life sucks" I said as I stand at the front of the gate of elite university.