The morning sun spilled across the ruined rooftops of Suncoast Village, glinting off the sea beyond the cliffs.
Behind the orphanage — a weathered stone house barely holding itself together — a lone boy trained beneath the whispering trees.
His fists struck the air in rhythmic bursts. Thud. Thud. Thud. Each hit sharper than the last.
Sweat ran down his bare back, tracing the faint shimmer of mana beneath his skin. Blond hair clung to his face, glowing faintly in the light. His eyes — ocean-blue and steady — reflected a kind of calm fire that didn't belong to someone his age.
And though his ears tapered ever so slightly, betraying his half-elf blood, it was barely noticeable… unless you were looking for a reason to hate him.
Which most people did.
A group of teenagers stood at the forest's edge, their laughter cutting through the sound of his training.
"Look at him," one sneered. "Still pretending he's one of us."
"Halfbreed trash," another spat. "You'll never pass the academy trials, freak."
Noah didn't look up. His fists only moved faster.
When their voices faded, he exhaled, resting his palms on his knees, sweat dripping into the dirt.
Then quietly, almost like a prayer—
"...System."
The air stilled. A faint shimmer of white light rippled before his eyes, forming symbols that looked like they'd been carved into reality itself. No sound, no hum — just ancient quiet.
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[HOST: NOAH VEYLOR]
Race: Half Elf / Half Human
Rank: Expert (Low Tier)
Age: 18
Strength: 50
Agility: 30
Intelligence: 60
Mana: 40
Aura: 45
Aether: 45
Overall Evaluation: C– (Low Tier)
Talent Grade: SS (White)
Bloodline: The Nameless One
Nameless Ranking: Tier 1 (Level 1)
Nameless Skill: Unbound Genesis
Description:
The power to defy logic — to shape reality through sheer will and emotion. When the Host believes, the world obeys.
Sub-Skills:
Aetherbirth: Instantly creates new techniques or powers during battle.
Soul Conduction: Converts emotions into raw elemental energy.
Reignition: Revives fading life or reignites dying aether within reach.
Note:
The stronger the emotion, the greater the miracle.
System Points: 50
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[Current Quest]
Obtain First Position in the Academy Trials
Rewards:
• Upgrade to Nameless Tier 2 (Level 2)
• +200 System Points
• Unlock new skill
Failure:
• Reduction of all powers to base level
• Loss of acquired skills
• –200 System Points
Noah blinked at the screen, his breath catching.
"First position, huh…?" he muttered. "That's insane."
But then, a grin tugged at his lips. "Insane's better than worthless."
He clenched his fists, the air around him shimmering faintly with mana.
"Guess this is it, huh? My shot."
His voice softened, almost reverent.
"I don't know who gave you to me… or why you chose me that night. But I'll make sure your gamble wasn't wasted."
The words pulled a flicker of memory—
Blood. Screams. The scent of burning wood.
A dying hand reaching toward the light. He could remember vividly as they desperately tried to erase all half breeds in the worse way imaginable until the system appeared.
"Do you wish to live?"
And his own trembling voice whispering, "Yes."
The system had appeared then not as a savior, but as an opportunity.
Since that night, he'd sworn one thing:
He'd never be powerless again. He would fight for people like him and make the world a better place.
He straightened, eyes narrowing toward the horizon where the capital's white towers rose like distant promises.
"The academy trials…" he murmured. "If I'm going to change anything, it starts there."
A soft wind brushed past, carrying the faintest echo a whisper in a language older than the world itself.
And somewhere far away, something ancient stirred.