You know, it's really disappointing when a promising story takes a nosedive into a cesspool of bigotry and an unhealthy obsession with blood relations. The initial chapters showed potential, but then it's like the author couldn't resist drowning the narrative in sexism and this bizarre blood fixation.Suddenly, 'blood' relatives are put on this pedestal, while the genuinely interesting 'non-blood' relationships are left in the dust. The main character's sudden favoritism towards 'blood' kin is both frustrating and off-putting. It's like the author forgot how to create meaningful connections beyond some arbitrary genetic link.What's worse is how this skewed perspective bleeds into the MC's actions. If you're not part of the 'blood' club, you're automatically relegated to the role of an outsider. Loyalty and support from non-blood companions are met with mistrust and scheming, which is incredibly jarring and makes it difficult to invest in the characters.The first 120 or so chapters were tolerable, but then the author went full-throttle on this 'blood' fixation, and it felt like a slap in the face for readers who were hoping for a more nuanced and inclusive narrative. It's a shame when an otherwise potentially enjoyable novel gets overshadowed by such regressive themes.
