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The Successor System Rejected Offer
"To take care of a problem?" Asura asked. "What do you mean by that?""It's simple. Someone is growing stronger—too fast. He might become a threat to our position. I feel the need to handle him before that happens. I believe we can take care of it, but in case of any miscalculations in the future, we might need your help," Uramia explained, taking a seat at the edge beside Asura.Asura already had an idea who she was talking about, but just to be sure, she asked, "And who is this person?"Uramia's gaze sharpened as she replied. "I'm sure you're acquainted with him. You were both victims of the raid accident. His name is Art Von Silver."After the battle between the Elites and the Silvers, Uramia had overheard a younger girl recounting the details of the fight to Asura.She had been nearby, watching closely, and was surprised at how attentively Asura listened. It was the first time she had ever seen the lilac princess show such interest in someone’s story. Even more intriguing, Asura h
The Successor System Breakthrough
"Don't you think you're pushing yourself too far?"A man with a bottle of alcohol in hand spoke to the blue-haired boy floating before him. His tone was calm, but there was a trace of concern in his gaze."Viron, you could break down anytime soon if you continue at this rate."Viron remained silent, levitating steadily mid-air. His body was surrounded by a crackling aura of energy, his hair glowing bright blue with occasional sparks of lightning flickering around him. Even with his eyes closed, he was fully aware of everything happening around him—down to the smallest shift in the air.He had maintained this state for nearly 48 hours.Even Professor Zenchi, a man who rarely worried about such things, was beginning to feel uneasy.At first, it had been normal training. Ever since they had returned from the raid, Viron had been diligently refining his skills. But a few days ago, something changed. After returning from an unknown place, he had thrown himself into relentless training, pus
The Successor System Painful Death
A young man, about 23 years old, stood amidst a grisly scene—several bodies lay lifeless around him, their blood pooling on the cold, desolate ground. The crimson stains on his own clothes and skin told a story of violence, desperation, and betrayal. It was deep into the night, and the eerie silence of this desolate area cloaked the horror from prying eyes. He staggered slightly, struggling to remain conscious, his breaths shallow and uneven. His eyes, heavy with exhaustion and disbelief, locked onto the woman he had once loved, the woman he had hoped to marry. But she had betrayed him. Drugged, bound, and handed over to the people who sought his life the most, he had been nothing more than a pawn in her game. His family’s wealth and influence were known far and wide, striking fear into anyone who dared oppose them. Yet, behind the scenes, an internal war raged between his father and his uncle. Though uninterested in the power struggles, he had always been vigilant, aware that his
The Successor System Reincarnation
His eyes flickered for a moment before finally opening. His vision was blurry at first, but it took only a few seconds to adjust. ‘Where am I?’ he thought, glancing around the luxurious room where he lay. The bed he rested on was so comfortable that he almost considered falling back asleep. However, the memory of his death, the strange voice, and the golden screen jolted him awake. Sitting upright, he took a closer look at his surroundings. The room was styled like something out of 18th-century royalty, but the materials used in its construction seemed otherworldly, far beyond what his old world could achieve. The windows were wide open, letting in a crisp breeze, and the sound of metal clanging echoed faintly from outside. The air was pure, unlike anything he had ever breathed before. Before he could dwell too much on these observations, the golden screen from before materialized in front of him. He flinched slightly but then read the words displayed. [Congratulations! Hos
The Successor System In a magical world
He clearly remembered the words written on the screen back then: [Searching for suitable host] By no means was this body suitable; no, it was more like suicide. “System! What is the meaning of this? Why didn’t you tell me this is a magical world?” All his plans had just been blown away. There was no way that money was the most important thing here. ‘You were the one who assumed that, silly.’ He heard a voice, causing him to look around the room, alarmed. He recognized the voice—it was the same soothing voice that had spoken to him when the system first appeared, undoubtedly belonging to a female. “Who’s there? Who are you?” He couldn’t see anyone. If he told anyone about this in his former world, they’d just shake their heads and direct him to a psychiatric hospital. ‘Unfortunately for you, you can’t see me because I’m speaking directly into your mind. In a way, I’m within it.’ “Huh? Within my mind? How?” He wasn’t comfortable with this, and it would be worse if she could read
The Successor System Gaining an ally
After the system flooded him with all that information he didn't want to experience again, he ended up falling to the ground and hadn't gotten up since then, so he couldn't see the person who just came into his room because of the big bed which obstructed his vision. But the person walked around as both of their gazes fell on each other. He could recognize the girl in front of him even though this was actually his first time meeting her. She was about his age or a little older with short bright blue hair and azure eyes, which were filled with worry. She was very beautiful, several times more than his ex-fiancé in all aspects. According to the information and memory he had received, unlike his former world, people here possessed varieties of eye and hair colour which he appreciated. Even he had golden eyes. The girl in front of him was dressed in a special maid outfit which was just a little bit above her knee with knee-length socks, and according to what he remembers, she wa
The Successor System Binary Stats
*Sigh*'I'm impressed. Even though you lack in many aspects, your acting is quite commendable,' her voice came into his mind once again, and even though he didn't still feel comfortable he was slowly getting used to it."I won't consider it acting since I meant most of what I said," he voiced out.'Nice point. You don't have to speak up whenever you're talking to me we're linked telepathically."Oh whatever," he shrugged.Racheal had left him earlier to inform his father of his waking up, leaving him alone once more. So he was free to check his status.[Name: Art Von SilverRace: HumanLevel: 1EXP: 0/1HP: 10/10MP: ???STR: 1AGI: 1STA: 1VIT:1INT:0Attribute: none][System remark: Pitiful]Art's lips twitched several times as his stats reminded him of a term in his former world.'Binary' "System, I refuse to accept this. Your evaluation isn't totally correct, especially the intelligence stat. I don't believe I'm that dumb. How can it be zero," he protested, and what was with th
The Successor System Let off some steam
Art walked through the long hallway with Racheal behind him. Bathing and dressing proved more difficult than he expected.He was quite surprised and relieved to see that the clothes in this world were very similar to his former.Racheal kept staring at him with worry. Moving around like this on his own was surely difficult. She insisted on helping him as usual but he refused, saying that it was just walking. She has been with him long enough to know that even walking was tiring for him. There was a time when a wheelchair was suggested but he discarded the idea saying that he wasn’t disabled. Such a stubborn boy! They arrived in a large living room which was more like a hall and he had to walk across to get to the dining room.She had a bothered expression which Art believed came from something else. Gaining the memories of the former body owner didn’t mean that he knew everything that happened in his life. The memories were filtered and similar to someone who has amnesia and is
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Breakthrough
"Don't you think you're pushing yourself too far?"A man with a bottle of alcohol in hand spoke to the blue-haired boy floating before him. His tone was calm, but there was a trace of concern in his gaze."Viron, you could break down anytime soon if you continue at this rate."Viron remained silent, levitating steadily mid-air. His body was surrounded by a crackling aura of energy, his hair glowing bright blue with occasional sparks of lightning flickering around him. Even with his eyes closed, he was fully aware of everything happening around him—down to the smallest shift in the air.He had maintained this state for nearly 48 hours.Even Professor Zenchi, a man who rarely worried about such things, was beginning to feel uneasy.At first, it had been normal training. Ever since they had returned from the raid, Viron had been diligently refining his skills. But a few days ago, something changed. After returning from an unknown place, he had thrown himself into relentless training, pus
Rejected Offer
"To take care of a problem?" Asura asked. "What do you mean by that?""It's simple. Someone is growing stronger—too fast. He might become a threat to our position. I feel the need to handle him before that happens. I believe we can take care of it, but in case of any miscalculations in the future, we might need your help," Uramia explained, taking a seat at the edge beside Asura.Asura already had an idea who she was talking about, but just to be sure, she asked, "And who is this person?"Uramia's gaze sharpened as she replied. "I'm sure you're acquainted with him. You were both victims of the raid accident. His name is Art Von Silver."After the battle between the Elites and the Silvers, Uramia had overheard a younger girl recounting the details of the fight to Asura.She had been nearby, watching closely, and was surprised at how attentively Asura listened. It was the first time she had ever seen the lilac princess show such interest in someone’s story. Even more intriguing, Asura h
Preparations for the Astral plane
Caitlyn took Valor back to the field where she had met the professor earlier.She was hoping to see him, but he was no longer there."This looks like a good enough place," Valor muttered, glancing around.He then turned toward her. "Let's begin by seeing how much you can summon."She stretched out her hands, and after a brief distortion in space, a teddy bear appeared in her grasp.Valor’s lips twitched slightly at the sight. "Don't tell me this is it?""It is," Caitlyn replied truthfully, causing him to facepalm. "But I think you're jumping to conclusions. Tera here is very strong. Let me show you."Caitlyn poured some of her mana into the teddy bear. Almost immediately, it began growing in size, its form shifting as it developed a faint level of consciousness.Its growth stopped at ten feet, making it tower over Valor."I guess it's not that bad after all," he muttered. "Is there anything else you can summon?""No," she admitted. "It's only Tera."Valor let out a sigh. "At least it'
A New Resolve
It took Caitlyn even longer than expected to find Valor.Back in the dream, the fox had told her to find him. She was pretty sure it had been referring to Valor—after all, he was the only male soul summoner in the entire school.Ultimately, she found him seated alone in a secluded building, his posture slumped, a defeated expression clouding his face.Well, considering he had actually been defeated two days ago, it wasn’t all that surprising.He was so lost in thought that he only noticed her when she got very close.His gaze shifted toward her, his brows furrowing. "Who are you?" he asked, frowning."Uh—sorry to bother you. My name is Caitlyn Slerh. I'm a summoner, also in the first year." She figured he wouldn’t recognize her since he rarely attended classes. "I’d like you to help me with summoning magic.""You’ve really got some nerve," he scoffed. "Leave before I get any angrier.""I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I need to tackle my problem if I want to keep up with him. Please he
Fox Soul Summon
Shallow breaths escaped along with gasps as the darkness around a girl twisted into a white landscape.She stood at the center of the brightly lit scenery, a thick white mist curling around her ankles. It felt both cold and hot at the same time.Faint echoes of whispers drifted from the distance beyond.Suddenly, a deep growl rumbled through the air.Her body tensed as she slowly turned.And there it stood before her—a towering nine-tailed fox with gleaming white fur. Its crimson eyes burned like embers, and each of its nine tails swayed along with the wind.She tried to step back, but she found herself unable to move.The fox advanced, its massive paws making no sound as it circled her."Why are you scared?" A soft, layered feminine voice slithered through her mind.Her eyes widened, her breathing becoming faster and more labored."W-Who are you?" she barely managed to whisper."I am the one you freed and saved. I am sincerely grateful for that, so I shall dedicate myself to serving
The Cost of Escape
*Pant**Pant**Pant*Art slowly brought his breathing under control. He had been so close to dying once again.He placed a hand on his damp, bloodied chest. He had managed to escape by using the space swap attribute he copied to switch places with the clone he left in the forest. Normally, the space swap attribute didn’t work over such long distances, but it works specially well with the clone attribute since the clone carried the same mana signature as him. So, It was successful—though at an immense cost.The technique had drained a large amount of his mana, leaving his MP low. He had also timed it as perfectly as he could, but she had been too fast, managing to partially pierce him before the switch.If he had been even an instant slower, he would be dead by now."I need to leave," he muttered, pushing himself up and staggering away. This place had nearly killed him twice—he had no intention of returning.Art navigated through the forest, even though he had no real idea where he wa
Marked by the Kyusei
Art’s grip on his weapon weakened slightly at the sight of the person staring down at him.From the inscriptions on her eye, he could tell—she was part of that group.And judging by the sheer presence she exuded, she was powerful. Very powerful.Fighting was out of the question."Is something wrong?"Another voice drifted in.'Wait… there’s two of them?' Art’s panic grew, now visible on his face. 'I didn’t even notice either of them…'"Yes. Someone’s here," the woman responded, narrowing her eyes at him. "Though I’m still debating whether he’s here on purpose… or if he’s just lost. Because coming here at that level of strength would be incredibly stupid."Art didn’t even have the luxury of feeling insulted.His mind was working at full speed, trying to figure out how to leave here alive.The second figure—the male—arrived at the scene, his gaze settling on Art.His eyes had an eerie, faint blue glow, and like the woman, he bore those same strange inscriptions. It seemed to be a shared
Remains of the Grand War
Art stared at the little chest for several seconds. 'Is it safe to touch that?'After contemplating for what felt like a minute, he decided against opening it now, opting to store it away for later. With a flick of his wrist, the chest vanished into his storage device.Once he finished collecting everything, he placed them inside the larger spatial device he had bought.Now, it was time to check the ruins.There was a chance they held clues—fragments of history that could tell him more about the battle that took place here.Anything that could provide insight into the Grand War.He exited the central building moments later, stepping into the ruins once more.Unlike before, there was no lingering sensation of being watched.Only silence.An eerie stillness hung in the air as Art cautiously made his way through the crumbling remains of what had once been a grand city.The walls, faded with time, bore cracks and scars from the past. Vines crept over the structures, slowly reclaiming the
Back to the city
Art carefully navigated the forest, mindful not to lose his way.He had planned ahead before now, placing the teleportation circle in a spot that would make this journey easier.After a few minutes, he arrived at the area where he had once fought seventeen D-rank beasts. Much of the mess had been covered by vegetation and nature, but the site was still recognizable.A good sign—he was on the right track.Before long, he reached the stream where he and Asura had fought.It was just as beautiful as before, though he had no time to admire it.‘I believe it was there.’ His gaze settled on the tree where she had told him to meet her. Without hesitation, he headed in that direction.Then, he noticed something."Hmm?"Looking up, he spotted several beasts perched in the trees, staring down at him.They were D-rank beasts, clearly hungry, but none of them dared to move closer—let alone attack.Their instincts and intelligence warned them otherwise.Art ignored them and continued walking.Afte
