Wizzez

"You can copy the opposite of any power, as long as you make contact with the user."

As Rein heard those words, he felt like he finally understood this power he awakened to. This power that had never been heard of before...

Abandoned by their mother and orphaned by their renowned father's mysterious death at a young age, Rein and Leona Alister lived alone in a small village happy with nothing but each other's company.

At least, that was how it was meant to be...

Rein wasn't born with any powers, which wasn't the end of the world since one can manifest to a power later in life. However, in Rein's case, he did not manifest to a normal power. He gained a "System"...

One that allowed him to take the powers of others and inverse them to make his own. 

Fire became Water, Weakness became Strength, Death became Life... 

Aided by this unfamiliar power, how will he use it to fufill his ambitions and avenge the ones he loved?

*Author's Notes*

I see a lot of people complaining about the MC being stupid in the beginning. While yes, he isn't the smartest when the novel starts, do keep in mind that he's 10 years old! I wrote it with that in mind, and didn't want to make him too smart in the beginning to exhibit his character development! He doesn't know his own emotions, and is clearly going to develop into someone more methodical in the future. Do keep that in mind!

Inverse System

At the front gates of the small city of Alwaaq, 2 ordinary Orthlys soldiers stood guard, yawning at the boredom they felt, having to stand sentry, checking everyone's ID before letting them into the town.

"Man, do we really have to do this… I'm pretty sure we'd notice if a kid with white hair walked through…" One of the guards complained.

"Chin up and stop complaining man! We have to do this, or those 3 devils will kill us," the other guard scolded.

"I know…" The other guard dejectedly said, putting his head down in sadness. "I was just letting some of my pent-up boredom out…" The guard groaned as he suddenly saw 4 individuals approaching the front gate on the main path.

"Halt! State your business and hand over your identification!" The guards straightened their stances, tapping the ends of their spears on the ground under them as a show of power.

No Time to be Complacent