Prologue: Yet Another Seed

A middle-aged woman was lying in a dark room. She had a haggard appearance that was assumed to have shown off great beauty when younger. Aside from looking older when compared to others of the same age, she was dying. Her drugged body was already at its limit. Her murky eyes had no hope for life, and her poor breathing seemed to suggest she would breathe her last breath. "Juan."

"Tell me about my father."

"Again? Ah, ah... So, the day it rained like a waterfall..." She carried on talking slowly. It was a story she had told more than a hundred times. "I went up the hill behind me. I felt like I couldn't stand this damned world anymore, but he was lying next to the big tree that was at the peak of the hill." As she stuttered and continued elaborating, her face started to become invigorated. She stared into the air absent-mindedly, while he, a sturdy young man standing in front of her, looked on expressionlessly.

"He was a really strange fellow. I thought it was a mannequin at first. His whole body had been mutilated to the point where he lost both his arms, and his internal organs were revealed. However, strangely, there wasn't...