Chapter 2: The Devil Doctor
I am the best.
Plain simple. There is nobody in this world who can match up to me. The sooner one accepts this, the better.
The world identifies me as Yang Mingshen. The one and only heir of the Yang family who was born for great destiny to become the devil.
Because heroes are so outdated. A fact that I learned during my childhood when Mom used to narrate fairy tales to me.
A devil can exist all by himself. But a hero cannot. Simply because if there is no devil, then there is no hero. And if there is no hero then there is no fairy tale for my mom to tell.
But devils are the real deal. Cunning, sly, manipulative, selfish and greedy – all the qualities that I admire.
Ahh...
That's the beauty of the devil which my Mom never understood.
She would ask, 'What did you learn from this story?' and I would say, 'I don't want to learn about someone whose whole existence depended entirely on someone else.'
Then she would punish and spank me like a crazy woman.
I tell you, women are so petty at times. She couldn't see her son admiring anything evil - the irony being she married to the epitome of evilness herself, my dad.