"Indeed... Is this how it is?"
A delicate figure in white stood a million miles away, gazing in shock at everything unfolding, with memories from the past continuously flooding his mind...
That year, he was just a lowly commoner in his clan, deeply unpopular. Under normal circumstances, not only would he have no chance to be selected as one of the Four Holy Guard, he wouldn't even have the opportunity to mate. He would have died a short life as part of the Ancient Demon Clan, becoming mere sustenance for any random Evil Ghost in the Path of Yin Yang.
He was not content with this fate, so he risked the danger of being punished by his own people to venture out. Even if it meant merely parasitizing a normal creature, to experience the outside world was better than hiding in those dark, damp ditches.
But thinking back now, how smoothly he had escaped back then...
