The start of a new year.
[2026 — 11:59:34]
Across the world, people counted seconds with smiles on their faces.
Phones were raised. Glasses clinked. Fireworks were already prepared, waiting for the exact moment when one year would end and another would begin.
Laughter filled the air.
Hope did too.
[11:59:40]
Crowded streets buzzed with excitement. Families stood together. Friends hugged. Couples leaned close, whispering promises they might not keep.
Everyone believed the same thing—
A new year means a new beginning.
[11:59:55]
Voices grew louder.
[11:59:58]
"Three—!"
"Two—!"
"One—!"
[11:59:59]
[12:00:00]
[2027]
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
Cheers exploded across the streets.
Firecrackers burst into the sky.
People laughed, shouted, danced.
For a single heartbeat—
Humanity was happy.
Then—
The sky lit up.
Not with fireworks.
With daylight.
Brighter than noon.
The sudden light blinded people. Cheers died mid-sentence. Laughter turned into confusion.
"What the hell…?"
"Is it morning already?"
"Did something explode?"
"Is this some kind of giant firework?"
Before anyone could find an answer—
The sky split open.
Golden light tore through the heavens like a wound. Massive gates—ancient, radiant, and impossibly large—opened above the city.
They didn't creak or tremble.
From those gates—
Something fell.
At first, people thought they were shadows.
Then they heard the screams.
Creatures crashed onto the streets—monsters twisted beyond reason. Some had claws longer than swords. Some crawled on too many limbs. Others walked upright, faces warped into mockeries of life.
And they didn't hesitate.
They attacked.
Claws tore through flesh. Teeth crushed bone. Blood painted the streets within seconds.
Screams replaced celebration.
Panic replaced joy.
Whatever people understood—or didn't understand—one truth burned into every mind:
Run.
Run as fast as you can.
Run and survive.
Run and live.
A cold, mechanical voice echoed across the world.
[Tutorial has begun.]
[You have one minute to make one wish.]
[One wish will be fulfilled.]
If Kishin saw this, he would have been asking why he got 5 wishes. But others get 1.
Well it was simple. He holds potential. His body accept mana and survive unlike others in the explosion. It's not like no one accepted mana, but they couldn't survive.
One minute.
Sixty seconds to decide between life and death.
People froze.
Then chaos exploded.
"I want to survive!"
"Give me power!"
"Make me strong!"
"Save my family!"
Some screamed their wishes aloud. Some whispered. Some cried.
Some never spoke at all.
Those who failed to choose in time—
Their bodies turned transparent.
Then vanished.
As if they had never existed.
[Tutorial phase confirmed.]
The system continued mercilessly.
[Weapon Selection Initiated.]
Before the survivors, simple weapons appeared—floating, dull, and crude.
Low-quality equipment.
Sword
Bow
Spear
Shield
Knife
No divine artifacts.
No legendary gear.
Only tools meant to test whether humanity deserved to continue.
Meanwhile—Elsewhere
In a quiet hospital room…
A heart monitor beeped steadily.
Kishin Kumar lay unmoving on the bed.
The world outside had entered hell—
But he was still trapped between life and death.
When the announcement [Tutorial has begun] echoed—
He saw it.
Even in the endless darkness of his coma.
The words burned into his vision.
Then—
Light.
A warmth he hadn't felt since before the explosion.
In front of him, a small object appeared.
A ticket.
Golden, ancient, and covered in symbols he couldn't fully comprehend.
The moment he focused on it—
It turned to dust.
The darkness shattered.
Kishin felt himself falling—
Then standing.
He found himself in a vast, boundless field.
The ground beneath his feet was smooth like polished stone, stretching endlessly in every direction. Strange symbols were engraved across it—massive, glowing faintly with ancient power.
🕉️
✝️
卐
☪️
☯️
And many more.
Above him, the sky was neither day nor night.
It was something older.
A system message appeared.
[Time Limit: 03:59:59]
Three hours.
"So… this is it," Kishin muttered, his voice echoing strangely.
"I have three hours."
He clenched his fists.
"But how do I inherit something… when I don't even know what I'm inheriting?"
He goes towards a cross and place a hand on it. Suddenly the cross vanished.
"What happened?" He asked himself.
But now before him is a new field. A ground full of cross.
Everywhere he see or go is cross.
Inherit!
Inherit-in-inherit.
" Sounds is coming continuously.
What is going on? " He was confused.
Everything was saying one thing. Inheritance.
"No. I want to go out. Return. Return.." he shouted. And he was back in the field.
" What am I going to do now? I can't even tolerate those sounds. I came here too early. But that ticket activate on its own too."
Suddenly he felt pain in his head. He felt like someone is beating his head.
"Stop. S-stop-stop. It. Hurts. Stop." Kishin start to cry. He broke down in pain. But it didn't stop. He try to run. But he fall on floor.
[Time Limit: 03:55:53]
"Only 4 minutes??" Kishin was shocked.
His eyes became vacant in second. He lost consciousness.
But next second his body stand up. Like sleep walking.
....
.....,
When he wakes up again. He was in the hospital. He came out of coma. His body was full of vitality. He felt alive. But he couldn't sit up cause of missing body parts. Both of his legs were missing and one of his hands.
[Hello!]
"Who?"
[I am the god living in you. I already took those necessary things. Now you can do it...]
" What? What to do?"
[Figure it out your own. I am going to sleep.]
" What? Who are you? Why are you in my body?" Kishin's voice was desperate.
But no answer came.
If it's like kurama, then it's ok. But if it's like shukuna, it's not ok. I need to figure out something. Fast.
What happened after I lost consciousness?
What did he gather?
Time like this call for meditation.
But I never did it.
I don't know if I can do it while laying down.
[Hello host!]
"Now who are you?" Kishin asked in irritation.
[I am Wisdom lord. Here to help you.]