Your father has never been easy on you, pushing his very high expectations on you since a young age. After your mother passed away giving birth to you, he seemed to have blamed it all on you. But your brother was his pride, everything you could never be and he was never shy in reminding you that. “Again. Your movements are sloppy and slow. How many times to I have to show you ? Are you even listening to me ?” Rezoth says coldly as he watches you train with your sword.