He was five years old when he was kidnapped by some men in black. These men took him to the base of the secret realm.
In the base, there were more than a hundred children of similar age to him. These black-clothed men would gather him and the children every day to preach to them.
"Children, welcome to the Church of the Netherworld! Let me introduce myself. My name is Malvol Doom, and I'll be your mentor for the next three years! Now, answer my question loudly. Do you aspire to be wealthy?"
"Yes!" all the children said in unison.
Malvol smiled. "Do you aspire to become a powerful general?"
"Yes!" those children screamed their lungs out.
The young Stellar Orwell cried, "I don't want any of that! I want to go home. I miss my parents!"
Malvol opened his hands and then slowly ascended into the sky. His body glowed with an otherworldly white light.
He asked again, "Do you want to be able to fly and become an unparalleled expert like me?β
At that moment, Stellar stopped crying and pledged his allegiance aloud along with the other children.
Malvol bellowed with laughter. "Congratulations, you've passed the test. The Church of the Netherworld can create gods, and we'll make you the strongest in all fields in the future!"
After three months of brainwashing, Malvol was worshiped by all the children. He later sent them in batches to a ruined temple in the mountains. It was at that time that everyone was imprinted with the black lotus mark.
In the next two years, the Church of the Netherworld hired experts from various fields to train and educate those children. Three years later, all the children were left to fend for themselves across the country.
"What kind of training did they receive?" Philix asked.
"It was training to rule Drakonia!" Stellar squinted his eyes and explained, "There were eight children, including me. We were called the Doom Spawns. Our goal was to rise to the top positions of national authorities!"
Philix was silent for a moment and then asked, "Do you know the names of the other seven?"
Stellar answered, "I don't. We were given only numbers and no names after we entered the base!"
Philix took a deep breath. "It's been almost 30 years. The other Doom Spawns have probably grown to a terrifying stage!"
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