First, he thought the sky looked blue when he first opened his eyes. This thought felt instinctual, yet unnatural at the same time. It came from his perception and intelligence.

The monster stared at the sky in a daze. The blue sky looked beautiful, but this didn’t seem like much of a revelation. He couldn’t tell whether the idea of a blue sky had already been established in the past or just explored for the first time today.

The monster struggled within the swamp of his own mind. His intelligence opposed his instincts and dominated him. He couldn’t find the answer to his existence.

— Grrr…

The monster heard another monster’s low growl amidst his confusion. It clearly represented hostility.

A second thought rose in his mind from this encounter. Who is the monster facing this monster? Is a monster that agonizes over its own existence a monster? His intelligence felt like a burden that confused him and made him feel hollow.

In the end, Orden remained a hollow existence. No one could understand the first monster born with intelligence. He wasn’t human, so he couldn’t become part of society. However, he also couldn’t adopt a monster lifestyle with his intelligence. Being born in the land of monsters only led to pain.

Orden never ceased to think despite his sense of emptiness. He broadened his perception and trained his intelligence. He never stopped questioning himself. His existence, his life, his identity, his emotions, his values…

However, he only grew more hollow as he tried to understand his origins. He realized this existential problem could never be resolved.

Naturally, he turned to humans for answers. He studied them and their behaviors....