The Dark Dragon's Vessel.

My birth was a tragedy, I'm certain it rained that day, or perhaps it wasn't the rain? Maybe it was the gods crying? Nevertheless, originally, when my parents heard that they were going to have twins they were ecstatic, no one could handle their happiness, it was the biggest blessing of their life.

But from the deepest point of the dark underground, I crawled out, a rat. Needless to say, the silence was haunting.

I still clearly remember my mother's face, and just like how parasites cling to rats, this memory follows me around, bitting at my shoulder every time I try to forget it. Her face full of regret and disgust rings in my head whenever I think about the past. 

I've always liked reading books, I loved reading stories of other people going through rough times, it gave me hope and ideas of how to survive myself. Though none worked, I can't say I regret a moment. 

Another surprise for my parents: I was born without a drive. This was my main misfortune in life. The world runs on drive, I often compared it to other things in books.

Drives come in three types, each stronger than the last. The primary drives are known as the base of every drive, without them the other wouldn't exist. These are the four main elements of the world, I doubt anyone doesn't know them.

Getting their power directly from the primary, are the mutated drives. These are either a stronger version of the primary, people with these tend to think they're better than their primary counterpart, or another element close to the main ones.

The ancient drives, I don't know a lot about their history, but I know they're powerful, to the point where some will consider you a god, but that's just an over-exaggeration. There are only two of these, Light and Dark Matter. Your drive comes from your soul, so whenever you enter you will find it. Depending on your soul capacity, that's how much of your drive you can use, and the power of it comes from your soul class.

In this world I didn't exist, how could I? If the weakest monster had a drive and I didn't. How could I call myself someone in this world—no that's not right, how could I call myself something in this world? I was completely invisible to others.

Because of my cursed birth, I was regressed to such a low status in the Rose Family, that even the maids made fun of me. Now looking at my time with them, I laugh, like everyone laughs at their past, but if the younger me saw me laughing, I'm sure he wouldn't be happy, after all, it was a complete hell. I felt like I was a prisoner in my own home.

The Rose family was one of the best slave donators to the dragons, and I hated every fact about it. I didn't want to be associated with any of it, I considered leaving the family, but I couldn't. However, because of that fact, the Rose family and the royal Alter family became good friends, and that is where I met Elizabeth, we got along but I can say we were friends since I would be lying. She was always mean to me, though she did care for me. The thing she liked rubbing the most was that she was one year older, big deal right? And yes I'm still mad about that fact. 

I remember every night I would go into the forest, and climb to the highest point, reach for the sky with my hand, trying to take the sky in my small hand, to wait for a shooting star, wishing for a change, I didn't care what I was, I just couldn't handle it anymore, I was sure I was going someway or another, whether for exhaustion, hunger, or whatever else I neglected in my life and was back to get revenge. I've always loved being at high altitudes, I'm not sure why, but it feels exciting, like breaking some chains that were binding me.

And it worked, yet it was a mistake. I wished for this my whole life, thinking it would let me be free, turned out to be the worst thing that happened In my life. Meanwhile, I was cursed to be driverless, my twin sister, Isabelle was blessed and she had all of the primary drives. I can't say that for some time I didn't blame her for my misfortune, I thought she stole my drive, but after spending my life alongside her, I grew out of that place and she became my most precious person in this world. And such a blessing had to attract attention. The dragon king, seeing such a precious gem in the rough that he could get to its finest form, couldn't contain his excitement, so he personally came to take it.

But for the first time, my parents didn't want to, they couldn't bring themself to give her away. This of course angered the dragon, and he showed us his wrath. He first gave my father hope, saying he would spare my sister, but only if he kicked me out. But this turned out to be a sick joke. And after getting laughter out of someone's pure desperation, his true intentions were shown. He destroyed the Rose household.

Luckily my father was fast enough to use his drive and protect me and my siblings from the attack. But maybe it would have been better if that would have been the end, maybe it would have been better if I died there. I lost everything that day, and now I was truly a nobody, I was nameless.

And to not fall into depression, I decided to make an Oath, that I now realize I've lived almost half of my life following. I vowed when I was nine, and here I am at fifteen not even close to achieving it. But I knew I would take a while, hell I actually never thought I'd get this far. I vowed that I would save my sister, and kill the Dragon King.

I lived in an orphanage, when I first joined, my first mission was to make a friend or just someone I could hang around with, I felt lonely and wanted someone to comfort me. But that was to no avail, I was the weird kid that no one wanted to hang around with. Maybe that's why I turned out this way, why I adapted this attitude, like a self-defense mechanism that keeps reminding me that I'm alone.

I thought I'd spend all my life this way, powerless and lonely. Until I was kidnapped. Looking back at those years, I really couldn't catch a break. But what I thought would be the day I'd finally die, the day my soul would finally be free, but the day that my rebirth began. It was the day I met my curse. The reason for me being driveless wasn't because I had no drive, but because my soul capacity wasn't enough to handle all my drive's power. But my real curse wasn't that, but that I was the vessel of the Dark Matter Dragon, Azel.