The Martial God

At age one.

“My father” says:

Since you haven’t died for more than a year, I’ll give you a name now.

From now on, you are Ak Mu-yu.

At age five.

“That man” says:

Those who don’t work don’t eat, so he sold me to a workshop.

Surprisingly, there was work for a five-year-old.

At age eight.

“That damned bastard” says:

You’re an adult now too, so go live on your own.

I was driven out of the house with nothing in my hands.

At age…… hmm……!

Anyway, Ak Mu-yu says:

Father! Don’t let me see you. Never…….

Grrr.