My brother and I do not belong to this world, but come from another world.
Our people have powerful abilities but love peace and don't like fighting. People with blood pupils who are born with blood pupils can become a sorcerer hundreds of times faster than ordinary people. Because of these eyes, our tribe was wiped out. I hate these eyes. So when I came to this world, I sealed it with all my abilities. I thought that this way I would no longer have anything to do with the Blood Eye Clan. But my brother was unwilling to accept it. He wants revenge. His abilities are outstanding, but at the age of ten, he was assigned to protect us old, weak, and disabled people at the beginning of the war. At the end of the war. Our parents knew that we would fail, so they tried their best to open a crack in the door to another world and send us into this world. In order to protect me, my brother was burned by the restriction of the gate to another world. He could only seal his abilities, reduce the consumption of spiritual power, and shrink his body into a ten-year-old boy. Where should our future go? . .