In the end it is all a game ( silver wolf X reader)

chapter 5:y/n origin: part 1

(backstory)

In a world where talent was revered and celebrated, young Y/n emerged into existence like a solitary star in the night sky, born without the cosmic gifts that adorned others. His arrival, a silent whisper in the grand tapestry of fate, stirred the expectations of a nation where prowess and capability were treasured like precious gems.

As the infant Y/n's cries echoed through the small cottage, nestled on the outskirts of a bustling city, the townsfolk couldn't help but exchange hushed words of disappointment. For you see, his father, a retired captain of the silvermane corps, stood as a symbol of strength and honor. The community anticipated that his progeny would inherit the same remarkable traits that had made the captain a legend.

Yet, destiny unfolded in unexpected ways. The boy, perceived as talentless in the eyes of a society that measured worth by extraordinary feats, became an unwitting outcast. The whispers turned into jeers, and the once-respected family faced the harsh reality of social disdain. Shame, like a cloak of heavy fog, settled upon Y/n's parents, and in a heart-wrenching act, they disowned their own flesh and blood, leaving him in the care of his understanding grandfather.

As time passed, y/n was 5 and was spotted seated on the creaking porch of their rural cottage, after a long day of sword training with his grandfather. The gentle rustle of foliage and distant cricket chirping provided a peaceful backdrop for the evening chat.

Grandfather: (smiling) You did well in today's training, Y/n. Your movements are becoming more fluid, like the dance of a gentle breeze through the trees.

Y/n: Thanks grandpa! It's all thanks to your harsh training that I'm able to reach this far but I have much more to learn from you to sharpen my skill futher grandpa.

Grandpa: Don't be so hard on yourself, my beloved y/n. You're just 5 years old, therefore there's no need to push yourself so hard,perfecting your skill takes time and mistakes.it surprising that you request me to train you on sword training the last 2 month ago.is there any specific reason for it?

The once cheerful atmosphere on the porch shifted subtly as a veil of melancholy draped over Y/n's features.

Y/n:Well, grandfather, after being picked on by other kids with power, I realised that a talentless person like myself is unable to confront future problems and prove to the world that not every talented person can achieve his goal simply because he is talented. Which is why I'm going to prove people that look down on me that I can be a captain like my father as well.

As the grandfather grin and stroke on his head

Grandfather:that's the spirit my boy, even if you're born without any attribute I will assure you that my training will be somewhat useful to deflect on the talented ability but dispite the difficult process of my training are you sure your willing to do what it takes?

Y/n: I'm very sure I want to grandpa, so that I can protect and care for the people I love.

Grandfather:that's the motivation.

Y/n continued his training, tirelessly honing his body and sharpening his senses, fueled by the determination to chase his dream.

By the age of 7, he had enrolled in elementary school, where he navigated the challenges of academics and social interactions with the same resilience he displayed in his training.

Amid the ordinary hum of the cafeteria, Y/n found himself immersed in the vibrant chatter of his fellow students. As he contemplated his lunch options, a sudden commotion caught his attention. Curiosity piqued, he turned to investigate, discovering a scene where a fellow student was being bullied.