Xuanhuan: My IQ Is Off the Charts

This world is not equal. Some people drink glass after glass of wine, while others gulp down muddy water that has been trampled underfoot again and again. Some wrap themselves in warm furs, while others wear little more than rags.

This world is not a happy place. The moment people are born, they fall into an ocean of inequality between rich and poor. Children of the wealthy, children of the poor, children of nobles, children of farmers, children of slaves. Being born a slave and eventually clawing your way up does not feel like a good thing.

This world is cruel. One person's happiness is another person's misfortune.

People fight, steal, and kill over a limited supply of resources. To live is to dance on corpses. Go mad, eat, sin, kill.

This world is hell.

And that is precisely why people seek the light.

Al was born a slave. Watch him pursue the light, one step at a time.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.