Sesame_Cookies

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. 
In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. 
The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered.
Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. 
They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors.
However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. 
Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. 
Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky.
The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." 
As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear...
[Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Dickens sneered, "Good, prepare to die."

As his words fell, he had already closed the distance to Owen.

Owen, filled with indignation, was in no mood for pleasantries, silently invoking, "[Prophecy] activate."

Suddenly, the entire world seemed to freeze, shifting into monochrome.

Another "Owen" stepped out from Owen's body, his gaze icy.

In the realm of [Prophecy], Dickens was the first to attack.

His body pounced towards Owen like a ferocious tiger, his blade covered in blazing arcanergy.

Owen, calm and composed, was surrounded by a halo of tri-colored energy.

The two collided in an instant, producing a deafening roar.

Dickens' blade struck Owen hard but was repelled by the layer of tri-colored energy, failing to inflict any damage.

Owen sneered coldly, swinging his hand to release a wave of tri-colored energy directly at Dickens.

Dickens' pupils shrank as he swiftly dodged.

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