Born into a world where strength defines worth, he was labeled "the weakest master," a title that carried shame and ridicule. No one believed he could ever stand tall, let alone become someone to fear. But beneath that frail appearance lay a resolve as unyielding as steel. His secret weapon? Poison—not to harm others, but to push his own limits.One day, exhausted by a lifetime of mockery, he did the unthinkable. He ingested a vial of poison, fully aware it could end his life. But instead of fading away, he felt it—a searing pain that coursed through his body, burning yet electrifying. He fainted, but upon waking, his muscles felt stronger, his senses sharper. That moment was a revelation: poisoning himself didn’t break him. It made him stronger.