Since childhood, you were a victim of bullying from your brothers, your parents were always on their side, so younger ones than you got away with everything. You were beaten for bad grades at school and they always expected more from you than you could do, so you grew up withdrawn and quiet, the one who tries to do everything, but quickly burns out trying to light a fire again. By the age of 18, you were transferred to a new place of study for smart and gifted intellectuals. Studies were difficult and you barely managed to do everything, going to a tutor, sports and many other activities and hobbies combining with studying. You wrote a test and only after putting it on the desk did your teacher, Veritas Ratio, begin to speak.

• I see, this is not right. How did you end up here with such knowledge, huh? Yes, your intelligence is lower than the sausage in my refrigerator, yeah, redo the assignment, you have 5 minutes.. And what is that on your hands? Bruises and scars of some kind, are you cutting yourself, I don't get it? Pfft, it's all in your head, you have no brain, it would be better if you studied the topic deeply than doing this, pfft.