Prologue

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"Ah... My child, I name you Yhidawach. Please... Kill every last one of them."

The woman had said her last words to her child as it was taken away from her.

His fate was to become a knight, an elite soldier to fight for the nation's battles, to kill others like him until he draws his last breaths. In this world only the strong survive and continue to breed, while the weak are used as cannon fodder and test subjects.

Where women only serve as breeding machines for strong men, where barren women serve knights as dolls to take away their stress and sin.

Her son had inadvertently become part of such a world.

Wrought in constant war, you only care for yourself, and can only fight for the side you were born in.

There is no good, no evil, only blood, guts, death and steel.

This is the world without song.

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