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The Successor System Cornered
Asura followed close behind Art as they made their way through the narrowing tunnel. The mana concentration grew thicker with each step, pressing around them. She could understand why Art had chosen this route, though she wasn’t sure if it was bravery or recklessness that guided him since the concentration here was more than the alternative path.Still, she stayed quiet, only the soft crunch of their footsteps breaking the silence.Art, however, wasn’t alone in his thoughts. He was deep in conversation with his guide.'So, you’ve been aware this whole time?' he asked.'Not quite. It’s more like I’ve been in a light slumber. But every time I awaken, I catch up on everything that’s happened. And I must say, you’ve come far. You’re much stronger now.”The numbers didn’t lie. His stats said it all.[Name: Art Von Silver][Race: Human][Level: 94][Ascension: 1][EXP: 4700/5600][HP: 100/100][MP: Locked][MP (Auxiliary): 1050][STR: 114][AGI: 142][STA: 95][VIT: 90][INT: 158][Attribut
The Successor System True Body, True Power
“Just focus on holding the walls back as long as you can. I’ll take care of the rest.” Asura’s voice was steady as she summoned an ice board beneath their feet.Art looked away toward the dark tunnel ahead, a faint smile crossing his face. “I’ll leave it to you, then.” He closed his eyes, concentrating deeply.The ice board lifted slightly, hovering above the ground as Art braced himself. With Asura’s guidance, they shot forward at the exact moment Art used his magic to push against the tunnel walls. His veins pulsed visibly under his skin as sweat gathered rapidly. The ancient magic that controlled the walls was fierce, resisting his force with relentless strength.He was putting his all into this and could feel his mana rapidly reducing with each passing second. ‘This is... intense. Who could’ve set this trap?’ Art’s mind raced, but he kept his focus, digging into his magic reserves as the walls strained against him.Asura steered them with agility and precision, dodging close call
The Successor System Three Welcomes
*Step**Step**Thud*Art slowly placed Asura against the wall after walking through the exit, which was sealed behind them. Her eyes fluttered open just in time to witness Art’s transformation reverse, as his true weapon faded away.‘Just who is he?’ she wondered, studying him.Art, still feeling the lingering effects of his power, marveled, ‘Amazing. Is this what he meant? I felt that I could do anything. To think I have this much power hidden. Although I doubt that it’s something I can do of my own will. I need a way to tap into it on my own.’ His system hadn’t lied; every injury was healed, and his body felt fully renewed. But before he could bask in it, he doubled over, coughing up blood. ‘What?’ The dizziness hit hard, and he nearly collapsed before Asura formed an ice pillar to support him.“You should rest a little too,” she suggested. He nodded, sitting a few feet away to recover.‘What happened?’ he asked his guide.‘Side effects,’ came the response. ‘Your body isn’t yet st
The Successor System The Hidden City
They stood in silence, gazing over the abandoned city that lay sprawled before them. From this vantage, they could see much of its extent, although the far edges vanished into a distant haze. The dominant colors were a muted gray, from the stone structures and green, where nature had reclaimed ground.Art’s mind quickly went to the possibility of an escape. ‘Sunlight from above? Maybe there’s a way out up there.’ But there were two obvious issues: the cracks letting in light were too high, and, if this was a war shelter, leaving it open from above wouldn’t make sense.To test his theory, Art conjured a towering rock spear, infused with a hefty amount of mana. With a gesture, it was sent flying upwards. Shooting straight for minutes until it collided with something invisible and disintegrated instantly, without even leaving a trace of dust. He realized, ‘It’s different from the barrier at the entrance.’Asura tried a similar tactic with a shard of ice, only to see it meet the same e
The Successor System Doors of Knowledge and Mystery
The massive doors creaked open, releasing a slow, ominous rumble as shadows spilled from the chamber beyond. Inside, the darkness was so dense it seemed tangible, yet something about it felt curiously inviting. This feeling was in stark contrast to the lingering hostility that had accompanied them from the city outside. They stood at the threshold, peering into the black void. And slowly, as if responding to their presence, dim lights flared along the walls, casting a spectral glow that revealed an expansive chamber. With one final glance at each other, they stepped inside. As their feet crossed the threshold, the faint sensation of being watched, which had lingered throughout their exploration of the city, vanished abruptly. The large doors swung shut behind them, the echo lingering uncomfortably.There was no turning back now.Their gaze wandered across the grand interior. The vast hall before them was almost cathedral-like, with a high vaulted ceiling supported by massive stone
The Successor System The Calling of Feathers
As the doorway to the mysterious chamber opened before them, Art and Asura were immediately hit with a powerful aura. The energy that filled the room was unlike anything they had encountered before—dense, heavy, and magnetic, pulling them in. It was as though the very air was alive.“This place…” Art muttered, his voice barely rising above a whisper. His words trailed off, lost in the overwhelming sense of wonder.Asura shot him a knowing look, her eyes bright with anticipation but tempered by caution. “We’ve come this far. We should find out what lies ahead.”Stepping cautiously, they crossed the threshold into the room.As their eyes adjusted to the dim light, they saw the vast space ahead of them, filled with items so magnificent that everything they had seen before seemed insignificant in comparison. The room was scattered with artifacts, relics, and treasures of every imaginable kind. Most of them were scattered haphazardly as if forgotten, but still pulsing with raw, untapped ma
The Successor System Spirit of the FrostBorne
Art approached the box with measured caution, his hand slowly reaching for the lid. As the box creaked open, revealing its contents, his initial excitement quickly turned to confusion. The box was… empty. A faint, lingering aura of magic clung to the edges, but there was nothing substantial inside. His lips twitched in frustration."You've got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath. "Empty? Why does this always happen?"He looked around as though expecting something else to manifest, but the box remained eerily vacant. For a moment, Art stood frozen, processing the sudden anticlimax. The allure of this place, the promise of discovery, had led him to believe that there might be something extraordinary hidden within this chamber, yet it seemed he had come across yet another mystery with no clear answer.Asura, still engrossed in her own box, did not notice Art's growing frustration. Her box shimmered with a brilliant blue light that practically blinded him as she opened it. Art
The Successor System Guide’s Emotions
Art could feel the immense mana radiating from Asura, her presence suddenly more formidable than ever. 'She must have absorbed whatever power was left in here,' he thought. 'This level of energy feels on par with my true weapon's form from earlier.'Still unconscious, Asura didn’t notice as Art turned his gaze back to the empty box in front of him. Why is it empty? Was there never anything here, or did someone else come before us?The thought lingered, but he decided not to dwell on it further. As he tried to shake off his unease, his eyes drifted toward another box in the room, one adorned with the royal family’s crest. It was a bold, commanding design meant to inspire awe—a golden dragon with wings unfurled, its scales glinting as it coiled protectively around a central shield. The dragon’s gaze was fierce, embodying the family’s strength and enduring legacy.A strange discomfort settled over Art as he stepped closer to it, an ache in his head growing sharper with each step. 'Why do
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Strang Masked Figure
Everyone’s attention was fixed on the person who had just entered.A black and silver mask covered his face, revealing only his bright yellow eyes. The figure walked forward slowly, his presence impossible to ignore.Not only his face but most of his body was concealed beneath a thick, flowing cloak.Most people had already assumed he was male—and they were right.A strange and mysterious aura radiated from him.It wasn’t the most formidable presence so far, but it was certainly one of the most notable.The light-blue-haired guy, along with other prominent individuals, glanced at him briefly before returning to what they were doing.He could feel the weight of the stares on him, which meant his plan to make a strong first impression had succeeded.Art smiled inwardly as his gaze swept across the room, eventually finding a suitable spot. He made his way there and sat down.He was buzzing with excitement, like a twelve-year-old about to open birthday presents.He hadn’t had any chance t
The Grand Magus Test
Hurried footsteps echoed through a corridor, each one a sharp reminder of how much still needed to be done.The footsteps belonged to a man who barely registered the sound. His mind was far too preoccupied, and his body showed clear signs of exhaustion. As he moved, clipboards levitated around him. With a pen in hand, he scribbled quickly on the one before him, handing it to the assistant trailing behind—who was already weighed down with stacks of papers and documents—before grabbing another. Over and over, he repeated the process.One clipboard reported incomplete formations. Another flagged a lack of security in the northwest. This man was the event overseer of the Grand Magus Test. Today was shaping up to be one of the busiest days of his life.The Grand Magus Test was held every two years, and he had already made the usual preparations.But yesterday, everything changed.Word arrived that, instead of sending representatives, the leaders of the top three guilds were attending in
S-rank Artifact
Garron walked into a smaller door within the room.Art assumed it must be where he kept his most valuable items, as strong waves of mana surged out the moment the door opened—only to weaken once Garron stepped inside. Some kind of safety mechanism, most likely.Garron returned about a minute later, a box in hand.Art's gaze locked onto it.This time, the box was pitch black. Strangely, he couldn’t sense anything from it—but he waited patiently.Garron placed it on a smaller table near the edge of the room."Here. Open it."This was his first high-end project since the death of Rena, the former Third Sword.During its creation, he’d realized just how rusty he’d become over the five years without practice.He’d needed to pause at a crucial point in the crafting process and hone his skills on lesser works before returning to the mask. The knowledge he’d begun to grasp from the book Art had given him made a noticeable difference.Much of the ancient information on craftsmanship and alchem
Formed Pact
"How did he find out?" Art mumbled while chewing on a fruit. Garron had seen right through him before leaving—clearly, a man who'd dealt with plenty of children and teenagers in his life.Night had fallen, and the synchronized chorus of insects performed a gentle orchestral hum across the forest.Art was currently lying on the thick branch of a large tree, his gaze fixed on the dark sky overhead.This tree would serve as his home for the night, as he had decided not to return to Yuh’s family house. At this point, there wasn’t much reason to go back.Maybe they were expecting him tonight, which, disappointing them on his part, wasn’t great—but sometimes, plans got ruined by circumstance.After everything he had learned, wandering around—especially at night—wouldn’t be the safest move for him anymore.He stared down at the fruit in his hand, his expression shifting into a frown. Not long ago, he was indulging in mouth-watering meals and warm beds. Now, he was stuck with fruit.Sure, he
A ticket to revenge
"I'm sorry for your loss. But I think you're making a mistake," Art said firmly. "You decided to throw your talent away because she was killed? Isn't that the same as letting her killer go free?"Garron's face dropped. "You never justified her death. Her killer must be out there, living quite the life.""You think I'm okay with that? There’s nothing I can do!" Garron burst out in a mix of sadness and frustration. "Trying to get revenge would only lead to more death.""And why is that?" Art pressed.Garron let out a sigh. "That armor I made for her, along with the artifacts, were the best I could produce. If her opponent destroyed even those... then anything else I make would be useless.""So, let me get this straight. You stopped crafting because you feel guilty for causing Jira's mother’s death, and you think your skills aren’t good enough to help bring her killer to justice?"Seeing no response, Art shook his head in disappointment. "So if there was a chance to help get rid of the
Wasting potential
Art navigated more carefully as he searched for the blacksmith.He couldn’t afford to reveal his identity. He paid close attention to his surroundings, making sure he wasn’t being followed.So far, nothing seemed out of place.But he knew his abilities in the outside world still weren’t sharp enough to trust completely.It took longer than if he had just asked openly, but he finally found the building the boy described. A massive, bleached dragon skull hung above the door, suspended by chains that glowed faintly with runic symbols. Its eye sockets flickered with soft blue light, as if watching everyone nearby.He glanced around cautiously."That must be it," he muttered, eyeing another building nearby before walking over.Art stopped in front of the building, now confident he’d found the right place.The building was tucked between two larger structures, yet it had a more special presence.Made from polished blackstone and silverwood, the shop had faintly glowing etchings across its s
Mistaken Identity
Art walked back to where he’d left Kira.She immediately ran toward him the moment he came into view.Art could tell that staying alone was still very uncomfortable triggering for her after everything she’d gone through. "Are you alright?" he asked.She simply nodded, and they both left the area together.Art's next destination was to find an artifact blacksmith.Unlike weapon blacksmiths, who worked on creating or recreating weapons and armor, artifact blacksmiths handled other magical items—like the masks he had. Some blacksmiths were skilled enough to excel in both areas.But there was no way he’d find a good blacksmith in this place. He needed to go deeper into the city, to the mage districts—and taking Kira with him wouldn’t be ideal."Umm... Kira. I have to go to the main city. Do you know which teleportation station leads there?"She described the directions for him. "I'm guessing I can't go with you?""Yeah. It won't be very safe for you," he replied. "Would you be okay going
Beneficial Exchange
Under Art's watch, the shop owner loosened the fabric covering the box, exposing its design. The moment it was revealed, an ominous wave of mana surged outward."You might need to protect yourself with mana. It's dangerous," the man warned, raising his gaze to Art.Art wasn’t a newbie in dealings like this. In his former life, he had been exposed to similar situations since childhood. He had learned how to read people—their intentions, their unspoken words.The shop owner was conducting one final test to see if Art was truly worthy of the mask.If Art followed his advice and shielded himself with mana, it would signal that he wasn’t strong enough to naturally endure its aura. That would shatter the illusion of overwhelming strength he had carefully crafted. Someone at A or S-rank wouldn’t even flinch at something of this level, no matter how impressive it was.That said, Art could tell the mask's aura was genuinely dangerous. But he wasn’t about to let this opportunity slip away."Yo
Disguise Hunting
Art freshened up and changed his clothes.Most of the clothes he had become tight so he had to buy new ones.Art's plan on becoming an adventurer would pose a lot of risks if he left his face exposed.He needed to keep his identity hidden. Especially as he was sure that he would make a lot of enemies with his character. So he needed to buy a new mask since he had already used the ones he had back in the academy, and they could be linked back to him.He also decided not to use his Silver abilities. So he had to stick to his earth magic and the others he copied.Art wore a black hood to hide most of his face.Just when he stepped out of the house, he heard Kira's voice."Wait!" She said, walking towards him. "Can I come with you?"He wouldn't have agreed to it, but this was the first time that she wanted to leave the house after her traumatic encounter. So he was forced to accept."You'll have to cover your face with something."She nodded before walking in. Coming out shortly after, w
