The Jier tribe was condemned by the divine race. Hundreds of years after they left the divine race's lands, the tribe's women were ambushed during the Spirit Infusion Ceremony by the divine race, who intended to destroy them. With her spirit veins and martial soul crippled, one tribeswoman began a brief period of wandering in another realm. When she returned to her tribe, she was told that the real mission was to save her mother.
The person responsible for the mockery she endured over the silver mark on her forehead said, "I'm your brother."
A friend she'd played with for over a decade said one day, "I'm your uncle."
The person she only ever met by chance said, "I'm your suitor." "You're a what now?"
The so-called crime was nothing but a false conviction imposed by the divine race for its own selfish ends, and one group of humans' hatred for another.
Once she'd settled everything, she was sure to say, "Stop smearing my mom and uncle!"
