Bone King: Starting from Becoming the Supreme

Clementine Hasea Kuintia, that's my name.

I was born into a happy and harmonious family.

There is always a faint smile on my parents' faces.

Be amiable, treat others peacefully, be humble and polite.

As long as their children show the slightest bit of outstanding talent, they will receive generous praise, compliments and gifts.

The only drawback was that the only person who could receive that kind of treatment was their own child—my brother.

As for me, I am just the failed product born from their combination.

Even if one day, I suddenly disappear in front of them and die mysteriously.

There won't be any ripples in their emotions.

Ah, that's not right.

If my death delays the time they should have spent with their son, I might even be resented by them.

——That piece of trash, why did he have to die at this time!

——Really, even if you are going to die, can’t you die in a place where we can’t see you?

——She has been causing us trouble from the very beginning. We gave birth to her, doesn’t she have any gratitude at all!

Well~ I have actually gradually gotten used to this kind of verbal attacks in my long life.

In order to become stronger, I constantly hypnotize myself and hone myself.

I long to surpass my brother one day in the future.

Gain approval from both father and mother.

Become the pride of the Quintia family.

However, when that day came, it completely changed my life.

When I was exercising alone in the forest, a group of extremely disgusting men kidnapped me by force.

They took me deep into the mountains filled with a foul smell.

Besides me, there are many other people of my age here.

Among them, there is even one person who can be called my only friend.

The villains threw me into a cage and then began to skillfully demand a high ransom from my family.

However, they overestimated my position in that family.

My parents and my excellent brother had decided from the very beginning to abandon me as a forsaken child.

The villains were enraged and humiliated, and I suffered unprecedented humiliation.

They hung me at the entrance of the cave and whipped me continuously.

Blood dripped from my toes onto the ground, emitting a faint smell of blood.

Monsters in the distance will follow the scent and gradually approach.

'Bait' - that was my only role at the time.

From that moment on, I understood something.

Even if there is only a shell left of me.

These people will also ruthlessly squeeze out all my surplus value.

My only way out is to escape.

Finally, it seemed as if God heard my prayer.

The villains' base was mysteriously attacked.

The villains who were so arrogant and domineering in the past are now as panicked as a group of frightened birds.

When disaster strikes, all they can do is run away in fear.

I didn't miss this great opportunity.

At the last moment, I successfully broke free from the restraints on my body and escaped through a secret passage.

The moment of escaping.

The air seems to be filled with the smell of freedom.

Unfortunately, my friend didn't survive and died at the hands of those villains.

The corpse was also used to lure monsters and eventually disappeared.

……

For survival.

When I was still weak, I chose to join a mercenary group that "anyone can join as long as they are not afraid of death."

By completing tasks mechanically day after day.

My body began to show its extraordinary talent as a fighter.

Because of my outstanding performance, the difficulty of the tasks I accepted and the commissions I received increased rapidly.

Because of this, I became a thorn in the eyes of all major forces.

During a mission, I failed and was captured by hostile forces on the spot.

In order to force out the information they wanted to know, they subjected me to inhuman torture.

They tortured me to the point of near death, then used healing magic to heal me.

In the torture again and again, I kept making requests from the bottom of my heart.

——No matter who it is, please save me...

——Whether it’s a devil or an angel, even if you kill me…

——Why, why don’t you come, why do I have to suffer this torture all the time…

——Hehehe, hahahaha…

——…

that's it.

I am crazy.

……

Looking at the figure in front of her, Clementine's memories that had been sealed for many years were finally unsealed.

If it was at that time, this man appeared in front of me and saved me.

Perhaps, I would be a completely different person now.

However, no one showed up.

No one offered him a helping hand.

This world is full of malice towards her.

The only good memory is the thrill of killing people while carrying out a mission.

Only when she killed someone did hot blood brush against her fingertips.

She can truly feel that she is still alive.

But why...

Why didn't you come to rescue me earlier...

If that's the case, I...

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

But the next moment, her consciousness gradually faded away.

……

Clementine opened her eyes with difficulty, and what she saw were unfamiliar walls and a dusty gray ceiling.

The unfamiliar environment made her subconsciously want to get up.

But the soreness in her limbs made her unable to move.

There was no one in sight in the very simple room, and the air was filled with a pleasant smell of sawdust.

Just when she was trying hard to recall what had happened.

The air beside her suddenly began to distort, and a person suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of her bed.

Teleportation magic!

She opened her eyes and immediately reached out to grab the bone knife at her waist.

Even though her whole body was in severe pain, she still forced herself to assume a fighting stance.

"who are you?"

"Hmm? After all, I am your savior. Isn't it a bit too much to point a knife at your savior?"

"You were at that time..."

"By the way, Clementine, who resurrected you? Someone from Zhilanon?"

"Varied……?!"

Clementine's hair stood up instantly, and she became extremely alert!

Zhilanong is a mysterious society established many years ago.

Because it is composed of magic chanters who live in fear of death and drive the undead to take many extreme actions, it has always been regarded as a cult group by humans.

Once people know your true identity.

From now on, her actions in human society will be greatly restricted.

What made her even more terrified was why this person knew her?

How do you know you've died?

And he knew that he had just been resurrected?

"How did you know? Who are you? No, do you also know about that monster, the Undead?"

"Hmm? Ah, you mean him... Well, I do know him."

"I see, that's how it is. Since you know that, you should also understand that guy is definitely not a monster that humans can defeat! I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can match that monster. Stay away from that guy's territory and escape to a place where he will never find you. This is the only correct choice!"

"..."

"Go northeast from here, passing the Dragon Kingdom, all the way to the northeast, where there is a country united by cities. That's where humans can live normally! If you also know how terrifying that guy is, run away with me, in order to survive!"