My mother is a well-known weirdo in the demon world, and she does not have the nobility and elegance that the Phoenix clan should have. The day I broke out of my shell, I looked different. Maybe it was because of my extraordinary talent, or maybe because my bloodline was too complicated, and I took on human form right after I was born. Mother tilted her head and looked at me for a long time, her golden-red tail feathers gently brushed my cheek, and then she hesitated to confirm. This little red thing seems to be really my cub. Why doesn't it even have wings?
