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Harry Morton was born in an age where magic and mana ruled everything. 

   He was unable to awaken his affinity and to make things worse he was born with a broken mana core foundation which meant he would never be able to create or develop a mana core. Since he couldn’t create a mana core, he would never be able to draw mana—not even the slightest strand.

    He was the first person to be born without a mana core foundation, the only one with the inability to draw mana.  Due to this, he was regarded as trash by everyone: his parents, his friends, the society and even the academy he attended. 

     It was until one day, during a mana beast attack when he almost lost his life. 

    He saw a strange white line rapidly moving downwards, towards him. Unbeknownst to him, the white streak went into his body. 

   When he woke up the next day, a strange message appeared in front of him. 

   DING!!

[Welcome Host to the Manaless mage system]

    However things didn’t end there, a lot of secrets were revealed to him, things greater than he could have ever imagined.

    Now that he had the power, would he save humanity? 

   Follow the protagonist in his journey as the Manaless mage, as he rises to the absolute top!


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Trent gnashed his teeth in anger, as he stared at Harry who was sitting across him.

His eyes burned with hate, and he felt like storming off the stage.

When he first saw Harry in the competition, the last thing that he expected was for them to end up in the final together.

Just thinking about it made him feel angry and embarrassed, to think he would be in the finals together, with someone who was beneath him.

Meanwhile, Harry simply looked at Trent with a blank expression. However, the sight of Trent's eyes drilling into him with hate was just quite funny, and he couldn't stop the slight smile that slowly crept up on his face.

Trent was in group two, so his group members were called in just before group 3.

Harry didn't know about this before, because he was too busy lost in his thoughts to bother listening to the commentators introduction of the other group members.

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