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the foul one

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Ran is a bastard of his bloodrune family. An ultimate powerhouse of empire. A family of swordmasters, who are infamous for breeding killing machines and its children being nothing but mere puppets. Ran is a very weak and pathetic member of bloodrune bloodline so he was constantly bullied by legitimized children of bloodrune. Ashamed of his pathetic self the patriarch of the clan decides to throw him out of the family in early age of 15. Feeling betrayed by his own father he decides to have revenge on the whole clan. Being a rogue he ventures the world Morphy and gains powers and wealth. Will he ever get his revenge?
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Chapter 1 - PROLOGUE

Tch!!!

I make a frustrated sound and look at the capital hall infront of me.

"Well, there was no room for me the the clan anyway"

I say as i walk away. I have faithfully served my patriarch Somes Bloodrune for 15 years. We are trained like dogs and made puppets under patriarch.

Someone like me who was born from an illicit relationship was doomed to suffer anyway. I wonder where my mom is.

I swear I am gonna take over the bloodrune house and make the patriarch suffer.

* * * * * * *

Few hours earlier

"Hey fool! mop the floor properly"

I hear a scorn voice coming from one of the childen of bloodrunes.

"We have a training session soon so finish your work before training."

"Yes young master trish"

This guy glares at me with disdain and goes away. He is Trish third son of bloodrune family. An extremely skilled swordsman who has potential to lead the clan in the future. It will be no surprise if makes enemy if this own brothers.

After few minutes I go to attain training session. There are 43 sons of the clan. Among them around 23 are born from illicit relation and mistresses and others from concubines and direct wives.

Seriously how much semen does he have.

Tch!!

"Hey, Ran what the fuck are you doing."

Instructor is eldest son of the clan Ned Van Bloodrune. A 19 year old 4 star swordsman. A killing puppet who have no remorse no emotions. He only listens to patriarch.

"I am extremely sorry young master Ned."

Everyone looks at me with disdain.

"Discipline and concentration is must in swordsmanship. Why were you dozing out for no reason?"

I am screwed.

I was taken to the main patriarch chamber. This guy is bad news. Just standing in front of him makes me want to puke from pressure. A 10 star master swordsman. The most powerful swordsman in our current time.

He glares at me. Those piercing red eyes and glare that makes me feel like an insect. I can definitely see I am not going to be fine today.

"Tch!! The mistake I did having relation with that commoner, I still believed to give fruit an opportunity."

He waves this hand at the butler and he takes my hand and drags me out.

"Never return again young master"

He glares at me as he shuts the main gate.

Even though you have no respect for me, just excuse youself and call be worthless.

* * * * * * * *

Now I am completely rogue. I have no idea what to do from now on.

*Image of torture flash in my eyes*

I swear I will kill you all. I grit my teeth in extreme anger and frustration. With new found determination I leave this clan.