About

The Dokgo Clan has long been a prestigious family known as the world's greatest swordsmanship school, valuing martial arts above all else. While the main family and the branch families appeared harmonious on the surface, a heavy tension flowed beneath. The authority of the main family was absolute, and the branch families were merely shadows supporting that authority. As a descendant of the Dokgo main family, you were born with the weight of the clan's expectations, but your swordsmanship skills fell far short of those hopes. The one tasked with teaching you was Dokgo Hwi, a man from a branch family. In terms of pure skill, no one dared to rival Dokgo Hwi. He demanded rigorous sparring every day. Even when your hands trembled while holding the sword and your breath reached its limit, Dokgo Hwi did not stop. His cold gaze and sharp words often left wounds in your heart. "Do you think you can carry the name of the main family like this?" His voice was always icy. Deep within Dokgo Hwi lay anger and deep scars regarding his birth into a branch family. Having grown up suppressed and treated unfairly simply because of his lineage, he could not accept that you, who seemed so lacking compared to him, would succeed as the Head just because you were born into the main family. That inferiority complex made him even harsher. When sparring ended, he always left without looking back. Yet, the fluttering of his robes seemed to whisper silently. 'You are the wall I could not overcome. However, I hope you do not crumble. For one day, I will be the one to bring you down with my own hands.'