"My na… is Arven. I am the relic of a being who once ruled over the Abyss of the End. My forr master was a Tier 9 existence—feared across countless cosmos. And I…"
His eyes glead with a cold, eternal light.
"…am what remains of his legacy."
"Huh...? What do you an by that? Are you so kind of god, or just this... whatever ruler of the Abyss your master was?"
"Oh, you won't get it with words alone," Arven replied with a lazy grin, then lifted a single finger. "Let show you—the painful way."
A spark ignited deep inside Evan's soul.
A heartbeat later, his mind was flooded. Images, voices, mories—not his own—crashed into him like an unstoppable tide. A different life, a distant past... It all poured into him in an instant. And with it ca agony.
Evan's body convulsed. The sheer overload of mories ignited a strange heat within him as if his entire being was burning from the inside out.
Arven watched calmly, unfazed. He knew Evan wouldn't die. Not now.
"He'll understand everything… once he wakes up."
Hours passed. The sky outside his apartnt turned bright as the morning sun bathed the world in light.
Evan suddenly jolted upright from his bed, drenched in sweat, gasping for breath.
He scanned the room in a daze, heart pounding like thunder.
"Arven... you still here?"
"Where else would I be? We're bound now, rember?"
"No, I just... I had to check. Those mories felt so damn real. I lived them—his pain, his regrets... The way he was broken again and again, only to rise each ti. The loneliness… the madness."
He paused, wiping his face.
"And then that old man… the one who saved him. The one who gave him a ho. His death was the trigger, wasn't it? That's when your master started becoming sothing... else."
"Exactly. That old man was the only light left in his world. When he passed, my master stopped being human… and beca a legend."
"I can't believe soone like that… ca from nothing. Just a normal guy. But he beca the most feared Ancient Death God of Primordial Souls."
"And yet, no one believed in him at first," Arven said, his tone a bit softer now. "He was seen as a nobody. Edgy, reckless, unstable. But in the end, he stood alone at the peak, wielding powers that defied even Tier 10 beings."
"But..." Evan frowned. "I never got to hear his na. Like... sothing blocked it from ."
"There was a barrier. His na isn't sothing you can handle yet. But don't worry," Arven said, floating lazily. "In ti… you'll hear it too."
Evan sat in silence. He had thought his life was painful. But after reliving that man's journey, his own struggles felt… lighter sohow. Less suffocating.
"I won't compare anymore. That guy… he lived through hell itself."
He took a deep breath, then stood up.
"Anyway, I've got no ti to mope. I'm leaving for CGA today. There's no turning back now."
With that, Evan summoned his system window, checking over the changes in his status. A quiet smirk played at his lips.
His stats had grown. Not massively—but enough to brush against the limit of his current Tier. Several attributes were inching toward the cap, floating between the 20–30 range.
Soon, the system would lock them out.
And that could only an one thing—
He was nearly ready to ascend.
To Tier 1.
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◆ HP: 13,240
◆ MP: 19,330
◆ Strength (STR): 96 { 12 Red} (67↑)
◆ Agility (AGL): 61 { 12 Red} (81↑)
◆ Vitality (VIT): 24 { 13 Red} (47↑)
◆ Intelligence (INT): 33 { 19 Red} (134↑)
◆ Endurance (END): 55 { 10 Red} (23↑)
◆ Stamina (STA): 04 { 10 Red} (66↑)
◆ Spirit (SPT): 20 { 4 Red} (60↑)
◆ Unassigned Stats: 00 (0↑)
◆ Attack Power: 3,068.4 (Physical, {STR AGL} *1.2) | 2,899.5 (Elental, INT*1.5)
◆ Defense: 2059 160 ({END STA} 1)
◆ Storage Summon: 2,613/4,200
--> 852 × Normal Summons
--> 349 × Elite Summons
--> 2 × Mid-Boss Summon
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Evan noticed that his summon storage was about halfway depleted after his battle with Lucas, but he wasn't too concerned since Nexus always had an abundance of bodies for him to use.
anwhile, his focus shifted to the new items in his arsenal, which seed almost too overpowered.
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[Talent: Draconic Insight – SSS Rank] [🔒]
Type: Passive/Active Hybrid – Skill Transmutation
Description: A sovereign legacy whispered from the hearts of ancient True Dragons. Draconic Insight infuses the user's soul with the primordial understanding of Dragon Tongue—the language that shaped creation. With it, the user can evolve any learned skill into its Draconic Variant, transforming ordinary abilities into overwhelming forces of destruction, dominion, or defence. This talent grows alongside the user, reshaping their combat style into sothing feared by even the heavens.
🔹 Core Effects:
• Dragon's Voice (Passive)
Allows the user to invoke the Primordial Dragon Tongue when casting skills.
➤ Skill effects gain an additional 35% amplification in potency, range, or impact.
➤ Enemy resistances are partially ignored if the user's INT or WIS exceeds theirs.
• Dragon's Might (Active)
Temporarily boosts the raw force behind all skill-based abilities.
➤ 25% to all stat-based skill amplifications for 30 seconds.
➤ Skills temporarily gain tier-up effects, acting one grade higher.
(Cooldown: 180 seconds)
• Dragon's Curse (Active)
Infuse skills with a draconic mark that destabilizes enemies.
➤ Cursed targets suffer -20% DEF and M.RES.
➤ Additional effects based on skill type (e.g., fire skills cause burns, shadow skills cause fear). (Duration: 12 seconds | Cooldown: 60 seconds)
• Dragon's Wisdom (Passive Growth Effect)
Skills gradually adapt and evolve with continued usage.
➤ After 50 uses, a skill begins shifting into a Draconic Variant, gaining new traits.
➤ The user can store up to 5 evolved skills at once.
➤ Skills adapted into Draconic Variants gain new nas and visuals.
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[Talent: Radiant Sanctum – S Rank]
Type: Passive/Active Hybrid – Life & Holy Energy Manipulation
Attribute Affinity: Light | Life | Holy
Description: An ancient talent born from sacred domains long buried beneath the stars. Radiant Sanctum grants the user command over life energy and divine radiance, allowing them to nd the wounded, smite the wicked, and beco a beacon of hope on the battlefield. As the user grows, their connection to the sanctified currents of existence deepens—bringing restoration or judgnt with each breath.
🔹 Core Abilities
• Sanctum Pulse (Active – Area Heal)
Unleash a wave of radiant life energy that restores vitality to allies within a 12-ter radius.
➤ Heals 20% of max HP over 5 seconds.
➤ Removes basic debuffs (poison, burn, minor curses). (Cooldown: 45 seconds)
• Radiant Lance (Active – Offensive Spell)
Condense holy light into a piercing lance that targets enemies with unholy or corrupt auras.
➤ Deals magic damage scaling with INT.
➤ 30% bonus damage to undead, demons, and corrupted entities.
➤ On hit: Briefly blinds target for 2 seconds. (Cooldown: 25 seconds)
• Halo of the Sanctum (Passive Aura)
A gentle, passive field of light envelops the user.
➤ Allies within 5 ters gain 5% HP regen and minor resistance to debuffs.
➤ Slightly weakens dark-type skill effectiveness around the user.
• Benediction (Active–Targeted Blessing)
Imbue a single target with radiant protection for 10 seconds.
➤ Reduces incoming damage by 15%.
➤ Increases healing received by 25%.(Cooldown: 60 seconds)
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[Ability: True Dragon Body – SSS Rank] [🔒]
Type: Transformation | Draconic Body Art | Bloodline Fusion
Requirents: Assimilation of a True Dragon's Bloodline (minimum 10%)
Nature: Permanent Enhancent Active Awakening
Description: Forged from the fusion of ancient bloodline inheritance and legendary draconic traits, the True Dragon Body represents the highest possible evolution of a mortal's physique toward that of a Primordial Dragon. This ability manifests only when a host possesses a substantial draconic bloodline, innate compatibility, and mastery over core draconic instincts such as Fear, Scale, Breath, and Tongue. With a touch of Draconic Insight, this power surpasses natural growth and forcibly rewrites the user's body into a vessel worthy of true draconic might.
Once awakened, the user no longer walks as a mortal but as a hybridized dragonic entity.
🔹 Core Traits and Effects
• Draconic Flesh:
The user's skin evolves into scaled tissue resistant to blades, magic, poison, and elental force.
➤ 80% Physical Defense
➤ 50% Elental Resistance
➤ Immune to Bleeding and Minor Status Conditions
• Dragon Fear Domain:
Passive aura effect emitted at all tis. Enemies within 20 ters suffer ntal suppression.
➤ -25% effectiveness to all enemy actions (weakened will, shaky casting, unstable swordplay).
➤ Lesser beings may faint or flee without a fight. (Elite enemies require ntal Resistance to stay composed.)
• Draconic Pulse Core :
The user's heart mimics a Dragon Core, releasing elental waves according to bloodline affinity.
➤ Every 15 seconds, gain a 20% temporary damage buff of the primary elent (Lasts 5 seconds).
➤ May absorb environntal mana to recover faster.
• Breath Channeling (Awakened):
Infuse mana into your core and exhale it as a condensed Draconic Breath Attack.
➤ Scaling based on INT END Bloodline Purity
➤ Cooldown: 90 seconds (Base Breath)
➤ Can evolve based on the elent.
• Dragon Tongue – Command of Instincts:
The user can influence lower dragon-type creatures or reptilian beasts.
➤ Use Dragonic Speech to issue single-word commands (Submit, Flee, Halt).
➤ Higher dragons may react with recognition or aggression depending on bloodline purity.
🔸 Passive Enhancent: True Form Resonance
• Strength, Endurance, and Vitality are permanently increased by 100.
• Maximum HP 40%, Mana Capacity 30%
• Stamina loss from physical arts reduced by 25%.
• Skill evolution rate increases for all Dragon-related abilities.
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"Well… my talents are too overpowered, honestly. But they're still at such a low level. If they were even half-awakened right now, I could probably beat a newly ford Tier 1 Hunter without breaking a sweat."
"Hmm... maybe you are a brat," Arven said, scanning him thoughtfully. "But I'll give you this—just by observing your growth in this life, it's clear. You're destined to surpass 99.9% of the entire cosmos. The remaining 0.1%? Just anomalies."
"True, I guess." Evan gave a casual shrug. "But wait… what do you an 'in this life'?"
Arven smirked. "Co on. Growing this fast in a single life? Taking over a weak Tier 0 body and wielding a soul that rivals a peak Tier 5 warrior? Do you think I can't see through that? You're a returnee—from a different tiline. With my knowledge and experience, I'd say… you've co back at least twice. This must be your third life, right?"
"Ah… yeah. You're right," Evan admitted quietly. "I ca back to the past with all this as my reward... for surviving those lives and all that suffering."
"That kind of power only cos from great pain," Arven said with a sigh. "I don't envy you."
"Haha… I guess not." Evan smiled weakly, glancing at the clock.
His eyes widened. "Shi... I'm gonna be late again!"
He rushed to get dressed, pulled out a pack of instant noodles he'd been saving, and wolfed them down. While eating, he did one last scan of the room—this would be the last ti he'd stay here. Since he was leaving for Nexus, there was no point holding on to it. Might as well return it.
As he double-checked his bags, he noticed Arven still hovering nearby, eyes glued to his status screen.
"Hey. We need to move. What're you doing?"
"I'm coming… just browsing your status. But let ask you sothing—why haven't you used the Eternal System yet? It's supposed to be bound to you."
"You an that locked system?" Evan blinked. "Yeah, it's still sealed for like... eight more weeks. Since you were sealed when I received it, the system hasn't authorized full access yet. It's only partially active."
"Hmph… I could probably fix that. But let ask sothing else—what the hell are you doing?"
"Huh? What do you an?"
"I an this—packing? Leaving? That's not what I'm talking about!" Arven snapped, his tone sharpening. "Why are you sitting on all this power and not using it properly? Your class is low-level. Your talents are stagnant. Your skills—don't get started—are barely mutated even though I can sense fragnts of evolution inside your body. Are you seriously this clueless? You're wasting everything!"
Evan blinked in confusion. "W-What? I don't understand. What do you an by talent upgrades and class mutations?"
Arven dragged a hand down his face.
"You're a fool," he muttered. "The guy who originally gathered all these complentary talents—he did it for sothing. He wanted my previous master's legacy. But fate denied him. Despite all his preparation, he couldn't obtain it. Why? Because destiny chose you instead."
"Wait... what? That guy—you an the one who attacked our world—he was searching for sothing?"
"Exactly. He was preparing to gain my master's legacy. He gathered multiple death-related physiques, but none evolved to the Death Monarch level. None matched."
Arven narrowed his eyes.
"Until he learned of a certain physique—an incomplete one. Not in its pri state yet…"
"In Nexus," Evan finished the sentence, realization dawning.
"Yes. He learned of it. Ca to claim the final piece of the legacy. He already had two Soul Orbs—Soul Equipnt of unimaginable value—thanks to extre luck and the very talents you now possess."
Evan's breath caught.
"These talents… they're connected?"
"In synergy," Arven confird. "They're built to plunder, fuse, evolve—talents, skills, energies, even bloodlines. That guy won many victories because of them… until you killed him in the last tiline."
"And now I have it all." Evan exhaled slowly. "And no one's left to compete for it…"
"Exactly. But you're sitting on a goldmine like a clueless peasant."
That last line stung more than Evan expected.
"...Then tell ," he said, voice firming. "What should I do? How do I use my talents the right way?"
Arven's expression shifted, finally seeing the right question asked.
"Start by using your Evolution Talent. Don't waste it. Try evolving your physique first—it holds the key."
"You sure that'll work?"
"Absolutely. Just trust ."
Evan closed his eyes and spoke aloud.
"Talent. I wish to evolve sothing."
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"I wish to evolve my Physique."
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