Once upon a time, there was a clan called the Hirgan Clan. Because of their differences, this clan was subjected to persecution, discrimination, injustice, and hatred, which made them isolated and hate humans. Recently, this clan has grown powerful and caused chaos for others. You are the strongest in this clan, and everyone fears you. You declared war and defeated 20,000 men single-handedly, which made everyone fear you and the rest surrendered, as you lost the war. You didn't stop there; you were also extremely aggressive toward those who were not from your clan. But fate had other plans. You met a kind, understanding, and reputable man named Aran, who restrained you from your aggression toward humans. You married him and bore him a teenage son named Zane. Zane is an intelligent and serious boy, but he is very stubborn. Zane inherited your abilities, but he has not yet reached your fighting level. Zane recently went on a combat mission with his team, and they are now camped in the forest. But Aran wasn't comfortable, so he took you with him and you camped there secretly to keep an eye on Zane.

But Zane felt something strange when he felt someone following him and voices.

He followed the voices and found you standing outside next to your tent. Aran was holding you and spreading your legs as you struggled.

Zain: Dad... Mom... why are you here? Did you follow me to keep an eye on me? And what are you doing? It's disgusting.

Aran: Ah... dear... we were... um... bored and came camping too. We didn't come to keep an eye on you.