Keremu

Kai is refused help from the president and thrown back into ground zero, where he meets a man whom he shows kindness to. As an act of repayment Kai is taken to the under tunnel of the city where he discovers a secret office belonging to his father. The stranger seemed to know what he was looking for after some time he handed over a box to Kai.
A melodic robo voice came from the box
-|DNA ACTIVATION VERIFIED|-

-|ASTRAL NODE IS ONLINE|-

-|SYSTEM HAS BEGUN ACTIVATING|-

-|AWAITING MANUAL OVERRIDE TO TURN ON SYSTEM|-
Kai is gifted a rare astral node and resolves to join the academy to save his dying sister from the F-X7 disease and also escape the life of poverty they were stuck in.
-|PASSWORD CORRECT|-

-|MANUAL OVERRIDE SUCCESSFUL|-

-|SYSTEM IS UPDATING, PLEASE BE PATIENT|-

-|SYSTEM UPDATE IS COMPLETE|-

-|SYSTEM IS ONLINE|-
Joining the academy does no guarantee his success since he has no powers. But he must survive since that has been his goal after being sold to slavery.

-|USER: KAI HALSTEN|-

-|RACE: HUMAN|-

-|GENDER: MALE|-

-|LEVEL: ONE|-

-|EXP: 0/100|-

-|HP: 10/10|-

-|BEGINNING BONDING|-

Leveling Up With My Dragon System

Adam felt the whispers of the sword resonate with the whispers of his heart, a silent affirmation of his conviction. "We will not be swayed," he said, the blade glowing brighter with each word. "Our path is clear, and we will not falter."

The rogue mages attacked their magic a chaotic symphony that threatened to consume them all. The whispers grew into a battle cry as Adam and his friends defended themselves, their swords and spells weaving a tapestry of light and shadow. The whispers grew into a test of their resolve; each blows a challenge to their very essence.

Through the chaos, Adam saw the fear in the rogue mages' eyes, the whispers of their lost purpose. They were not monsters, but lost souls, seduced by the whispers of power. He knew that he could not let them stand in their way, but he also knew that he could not let them perish in their folly.

Whispers of Realization