Alex opened the status window, revealing the connection to the False God system.Unlike the True Source system, which was tied to the Akashic Records, the False God system dominated this Elysium world.Here, everyone was born with a status window, like something straight out of a game.It was created to push human to grow stronger while feeding their arrogance, greed, and pride.The False Gods thrived on harvesting the negative energy humans produced.In this world, Alexander Leonhart’s status was marked as Classless.Being Classless was widely considered a curse—people without any distinct advantages or special talents.They had no predetermined path to becoming a prestigious class like a magician, knight, or spirit summoner.However, those who were Classless had the unique potential to choose any class they desired.The real drawback, though, was that Classless individuals had to work five times harder than anyone else to reach the same level of mastery.For example, a person with t
Alex recognized the woman standing before him—Nathania Loria, the fifth princess of Avaloria.She was incognito, hiding her true identity as she blended in among the nobility and brilliant commoners at Avaloria Academy.Like him, she was in her second year."You, the outcast from Leonhart! You’ve been expelled from the Academy! What are you doing here in this area?" Nathania yelled.Alex felt the weight of her words, knowing all too well why she despised him.He had tried to assault a new student named Marie, and Arthur had been the one to stop him and deliver justice.But it was Nathania—driven by her obsession with law and order—who had taken things even further.She had a fierce, almost fanatical sense of right and wrong, and her need to see justice served bordered on madness.She often roamed the academy grounds in her knight’s armor, delivering punishments as if she alone were the law."I was outcast from my family and my dormitory," Alex began, his voice low but steady. "But I h
Nathania's beautiful eyes widened in shock as she looked at Alex. "Who are you?"“It’s not important who I am,” Alex replied coldly, pressing his sword against her neck."Do you accept your defeat or not?"“I do not!” Nathania shouted in disbelief."Should I cut your throat so you'll finally admit defeat?" Alex's voice dripped with menace, his killing intent clear.Nathania felt the icy edge of his words, so different from the gentle breeze of the forest and the bright blue sky above."You wouldn’t dare."Alex smirked. "I’m the worst villain in this academy, like you said. What makes you think I wouldn’t dare?"Admitting defeat to the man she loathed with every fiber of her being was a bitter pill to swallow.But losing her life over a petty dispute?That would be a far greater tragedy for a princess with so many dreams left to chase."Don’t you swear by your feeble god for an honorable battle?" Alex taunted, his words dripping with mockery, fully aware of how deeply the people of this
Alex stood and moved toward the bathroom to clean himself, still weak, with too many eyes watching his every move.He couldn’t act now, but he would remember each one of them. Revenge is best served cold, after all.He mused, ‘Beware the fury of a patient man.’When Alex entered the classroom, he quickly scanned the room.People jeered at him, their stares hostile, silently hoping he wouldn’t come near.He was the fallen villain, stripped of authority—what could he possibly hope for now?He chose a corner seat, trying to avoid their attention.Jack, Kevin, and Rudy—the three who had attacked him a few days earlier—were in the same class.Their fear was obvious. They avoided his gaze, their eyes darting away as if any contact might spark conflict.The professor entered, his voice cutting through the tension as he began writing and drawing on the board.“With this formula, you can create a resonant frequency with the fire element and produce a fireball.”The chalk screeched against the
Professor Allen stared at the magic formula, disbelief flooding his face. "This is impossible."Alex closed the magic formula and gave him a cool, smug look."See? I can handle this. I'll stay here, listen to your teachings, and prove I'm the best."He walked back to his chair.Professor Allen asked. "Alex, tell me, how are you doing this? And what is that fireball formula? I've never seen it before."Alex sneered. "That’s my family's secret. The Secret Fire Magic formula. No one outside of us gets to see it. If you want to learn it, Professor, you'll need to pay me 10,000 gold coins."Gasps filled the room, shock rippling through the students."But Alex," one student blurted out, "your family isn't known for magic! They are knight and swordman."Alex’s eyes narrowed. "Do you know my family better than I do? Of course, we have magicians," he lied, his tone biting.Professor Allen shook his head, still skeptical. "Alright, Alex. Show me one more time. If you can recreate that formula p
Days passed as Alex worked hard to avoid drawing attention to himself at the academy.He activated his "Assassin's Presence" ability, blending into the background so that no one would notice him, all while secretly growing stronger.In the forest, he studied geometry and Feng Shui to read the earth’s energy veins, learning how to find the perfect spot where he could draw more mana and live in harmony with nature.After a week of searching, he finally found an ideal place. Slowly, he began building a log house, starting with a simple tent.Day by day, his life improved as he built his home and trained in secret, adding to his skills.But one day, before he successfully left class, Greg and three of his followers blocked his path at the door."You, come with us," Greg demanded."Sorry, but I don’t have time. I’m busy," Alex replied, trying to brush them off. But before he could escape, Greg's follower, John, grabbed his shoulder tightly."This is a command. You, a worthless nobody, don’
Alex was shocked. "Permission from who? I thought this forest was under the Academy and free for students to use. Do you really think I need permission from them to stay here?""Not from the Academy," Liora added, her tone serious. "From the spirit of the forest. They are the true owners."A breeze rustled through the trees, as if the forest itself was trying to join the conversation.“The forest is alive, and it asks for nothing but respect—each leaf, each stone, is a sentinel of time, older than any human claim.”Liora Faylover, one of the top student from the second year but in a different class, was famous for her strange ability to contract spirits—from the smallest, most insignificant ones to the wildest and most powerful."I'm sorry," Alex replied, feeling unsure. "I can't talk to spirits. Can you help me? Can you tell them I need this place to stay?""Okay," Liora answered, her gaze shifting as if speaking to something unseen. The conversation seemed intense, her words becomin
As usual, Alex sat in class, staring at Professor Allen’s lecture on ice magic formulas.While looking at the diagram on the board, Alex's Akashic Record activated, automatically drawing a more advanced and perfected version in his mind.He kept the skill to himself, trying to sit quietly in the corner, avoiding anything that might cause trouble.During the break, instead of hanging around with the others, he slipped into the library, devouring as many books as he could to enhance his skills.The librarian with cold eyes beneath her glasses and long brown hair framing her face like an artist’s brushstroke, saw him enter, her beauty frostbitten, her gaze a wall of quiet authority.She had said only one thing to Alex the first time he stepped inside, her voice icy, “If you dare to ruin any book, I’ll take your arms.”Alex’s notorious reputation had spread throughout the academy, but the library was his only sanctuary.The cold beauty librarian, a third-year senior named Arriane, watched