From looser To world strongest

A figure approaches. Head bent down, shaky legs and a nervous expression seen by the blind. It was Fegor, a 19 year old dark skinned boy with ponytails and glasses making him look like a nerd.he just finished his 4th magical exams and from the looks on his face, it didn't go so well. He walk pass the slums , taking a detour home in other to be late, but unluckily for him was his stepmother Edith dishing out commands to the workers outside the mansion.He tries moving silently in the shadows but was caught by Edith's glimpse and just as a predator plays with it's prey she smiled and let him think he was scout free before busting his bubbles. "Fegor!!" she called out in a loud tone that echoed around the mansion hall, ending with a smirk "where have u been?" Edith angrily asked. Accepting his faith he turned with a smile and politely answered "I was at a friend discussing about what next" what next? she retorted I don't have to see your papers it's obvious that you are a Looser and u failed being the seed of that witch can't u be like my loving son isaac. Fegor clenched his fist trying to hold the surging rage and pain he felt, memories of his "once upon a time " blissful life flashed by him and he with a smug look walked to his room expecting hell the next day.