At fifteen years old, Nox learned a devastating secret about his birth.

The man he had always believed to be his father was, in fact, his uncle—the very person who had murdered his biological father.@@novelbin@@

Surprisingly, this revelation did not stir much emotion in Nox. He had no memories of his real parents and had grown up without lacking anything as the youngest son of the Marquis Ludfisher family.

However, it solved the lingering questions he had always carried: Why didn’t his parents love him as much as his two older brothers or his sister?

Of course, as a child of the Ludfisher family, Nox had enjoyed every right and privilege equally. But love, unlike material wealth, could not be hidden.

"I want to become a doctor."

When Nox declared this to his father, the man expressed pride. As the Ludfisher family was known for producing doctors, people naturally assumed it was an obvious choice.

But Nox’s decision wasn’t driven by familial expectations. It was for himself.

Nox had to learn how to take care of himself. After all, he was the only one who ever truly did.

Throughout his life, he had only envied his siblings in one regard: When they were sick, their mother was always by their side.

When Nox was ill, the best and most expensive medicines were placed next to him. Exquisite toys, carefully selected to entertain him, were arranged nearby. His bedding was swapped out for the finest linens, meticulously prepared to ensure his comfort.

People whispered that the Marquis and his wife spoiled their youngest son excessively. Yet, whenever Nox was bedridden, the chair by his side remained empty.

It was during those times that he began to hate being sick.

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