///17 Years Later/// It has been 17 years since my reincarnation, but I do not believe that man’s prayer helped me. I was born as the son of a widowed slave and currently work for the Fenrir Family, a family of Wolf Demi-humans who are descendants of Fenrir, or so they claim. “I recently regained my memories about six months ago,” I thought to myself, still sifting through my memories. “I am a fox demi-human, 16 years old according to my birthline, but I appear to be around 18 or so.” My father was earth-bound, while my mother was from the Migás Realm. I am unsure of how they met, but what I do know is that after my father passed away, my mother was captured and sold into slavery. She was later bought by the Fenrir Family, while I was still unborn. “Mother has been in slavery for 16 years. Why must my moms always suffer?” I thought, feeling sad and powerless in my current situation as I clenched

When I fell to the ground, my mother was knocked out due to the adverse effects of Cellular Enhancement. I attempted to speak, but I was interrupted by a kick to the face from the young noble. His face turned red with anger and veins bulged in his neck. He continued to kick me, but I retaliated by provoking him. I knew it wasn’t wise, but I needed to buy some time. I already knew that the bracelet on my hand had something to do with using my ether to escape. It appeared to be an ether seal bracelet with gravity enhancement, likely worth a fortune. It was clear that the young noble hated me quite a bit. Suddenly, he stopped. “Since you are so cheeky with your words, I should do you a favor and cut off your tongue,” the young noble said with a smirk on his face. But my body refused to move, no matter how much I willed it to. He reached my mother, and I was forced to watch what

''Huh…. what is this…. Why are there tails behind me'' 'More importantly, why can't I remember anything from yesterday…. I can't think about that right now. ' 'Who is this man, why is he here, is he a Hostile…And why does he look so familiar.' ''Well, My name is Azrael, I am here because I wanted to congratulate you on receiving the Power of 'The Word'." "I am not hostile since if I was I'll be branded as a Heretic, cast out of heaven then probably killed." "Also I look so familiar because I was the last person you saw before reincarnating into this world'' 'What, how did he~' "Read your thoughts, Well it's quite common among angels. Since it's quite easy to read surface thoughts, well not so easy since you now have that bloodline.'' ''…. Ok, so you are the man that reincarnated me and wished me luck in this life'' Vincent asked warily. ''Yeah that was me, I should have known that you were special from the first time you manage to hear me use [The Word], turns out I was right

“Wow, I’ve become considerably stronger than before,” Vincent remarked with a sense of awe. [You’re still weaker than most, but yes, you have grown stronger] the System responded bluntly. Vincent let out a sigh, feeling slightly deflated. “Leave it to the system to pour cold water on someone’s hopes,” he muttered. [If your hopes weren’t so insignificant, I wouldn’t have to crush them] the System retorted, lacking any sympathy. “Whatever, please explain your functions,” Vincent requested, trying to maintain his composure. [Affirmative] the System complied. [I am the Heaven System Subsidiary, a subordinate system created by the Main System and connected to the all-knowing Akashic in the heavens. I am responsible for...]“Of course, I won’t be able to hear it. Am I really that weak?” Vincent questioned himself, feeling a tinge of self-doubt. [I was created by the will of the creator and the main system to groom you] t