Chapter 167
[You are the Child of Calamity.]
[You were born with an ominous constitution that attracts disasters. Born from your already deceased mother’s body, you began a life of exile with your father while still an infant.]
[Your father was eventually killed by enemies, but you miraculously survived, wandering alone in this world.]
[—You possess survival abilities far beyond ordinary people.]
[Your parents were ordinary wizards, and their enemies who hunted them were far more powerful wizards. While still in the womb, you were cursed along with your mother by the enemy. Your mother died during childbirth, but you survived, carrying the curse.]
[This curse transformed into an ever-present calamity, causing you to brush with various forms of death countless times throughout your life.]
[Wherever you went, there were street murders by thugs, storms ravaging towns, sudden small-scale wars, landslides, and ambitious humans killing each other over money and profit… Each time you nearly died getting caught up in these events, and each time you survived through your powerful will to live, extraordinary recovery abilities, and a bit of strange luck.]
[You never knew whether you were attracting calamities, or if the curse was drawing you toward places where disasters would occur.]
[Calamity and you were like separated twins, no matter how far apart, always mysteriously meeting due to the resonance in your blood, coming together again.]