I Was Raised as a Tier-C Lab Rat
Language: en
My mother was one of the nation's most elite genetic researchers. Under her proprietary genetic rating system, she classified my younger sister, Stella, as a "Tier-S" prodigy. Stella had boundless potential and required constant "energy nourishment." I, on the other hand, was classified as "Tier-C," a lowly "energy sink." I was forced to survive on a pitiful fifteen-dollar allowance every month, strictly to prevent my "energy imbalance" from draining my precious sister. I believed it all. Until Stella's graduation gala. Hidden in the shadows, I overheard my mother pitching to her…