First Summon!

The door creaked open.

Creed stepped inside and let out a heavy sigh.

His apartment was… well, calling it an apartment was generous.

It was small, cramped, and depressingly empty.

The walls were bare concrete, the lighting was dim, and the only furniture in the entire room was a single wooden bed, a rickety desk, and a tiny closet that looked like it would collapse if he breathed too hard.

The air inside was stale, carrying the faint scent of cheap detergent and whatever leftovers the neighbors had been cooking, which didn't smell good.

The only saving grace was the small, narrow window on the far end, which let in a weak stream of light.

Creed rubbed his forehead, stepping further inside and shutting the door behind him. He glanced at his crib and sighed again.

Honestly, this place was worse than a prison cell.

"So, I'm stupidly handsome, but also stupidly broke."

Yeah, that about summed it up.

The body he had transmigrated into was tall, refined, and devastatingly good looking.

Golden hair, sharp features, an elegant aura—he could easily pass as a young master from some prestigious family.

But in reality?

He was an orphan with zero connections and barely enough credits to afford instant noodles.

Heck, he was even owing rent!

"Tsk. Life really doesn't hand you everything, huh?"

But… that was about to change. His life would change for good.

Because now, he had something worth more than money, power, or status.

He had an SSS-rank talent.

And that meant everything.

Creed tapped his bracelet three times.

Bzzt.

A sleek, silver and black holographic interface flashed into existence, appearing directly in front of his eyes.

This was the Dimensional Interface, a personal status display that only Awakened individuals could access.

His heart pounded as he eagerly checked his stats. This was it. It was time to know what his Talent was!

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[Dimensional Interface]

Name: Creed Walden

Stage: Awakened (Basic)

Progress: 0/100

[Talent]: Primordial Summoning (SSS)

[Attributes]

Strength: — 1

Speed: — 2

Constitution: — 3

Energy: — 4

[Talent Abilities]

— Primordial Summoning.

[Bloodline(s)]

—

[Special Abilities]

—

[Techniques]

—

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Creed's eyes widened.

"Primordial Summoning…?"

A few seconds passed.

Then his excitement shattered like glass.

"…It's a summoning talent."

A summoning talent!

His fingers twitched, and a familiar sinking feeling settled in his stomach. He collapsed onto the floor with a weak thud.

This wasn't what he wanted.

Not even close.

To put it simply... Summoners were the Underdogs of the Awakened.

Creed had been hoping for something flashy, something that screamed power and destruction.

Lightning manipulation?

Space cutting?

Gravity control?

Something badass. Something that would allow him to get the ladies!

But instead?

He got Summoning.

Summoning Talents were universally looked down upon for one main reason—they weren't strong on their own.

Unlike elemental manipulators or Body specialists, Summoners had zero personal combat power. They relied entirely on their summons to fight for them.

Without their summons, they were even weaker than cannon fodder!

And the worst part?

Summons required an insane amount of resources to feed, nurture, and evolve.

It was a rich man's talent.

For someone like Creed, who was dirt poor, this was bad news.

But it got worse.

There wasn't a single powerful organization, association, or family in this Bastion—or even the neighboring Bastions—that specialized in nurturing Summoners.

Which meant…

His advantage of being an SSS-rank talent was completely gone.

No powerful sponsor.

No private training.

No special treatment.

He would have to take the normal Academy exams like every other regular Awakened and fight his way up from the bottom.

Creed let out a deep sigh, rubbing his face.

"Damn it. I thought I was the Main Character, not a side character with an expensive hobby."

But—

There was still one way to salvage this.

Summoners might be weaker in direct combat, but if their summons were strong enough—if their creatures were terrifyingly powerful—then their value skyrocketed.

If he could summon a creature of at least Mythical Grade—something so rare and powerful that it made even top-tier organizations turn their heads—then he might still have a chance.

He clenched his fist.

"Alright… if my summon is weak, I'm screwed. But if it's powerful…"

His lips curled into a determined smirk.

"Then I'll be the strongest Summoner this world has ever seen."

Please be a dragon!

Creed took a deep breath.

It was time to test his talent.

He sat cross-legged on the floor, closing his eyes and trying to connect with his ability.

…Nothing happened.

"…"

He tried again, focusing harder.

Still nothing.

Creed's eye twitched.

"Why is it always like this in webnovels? JUST WORK ALREADY!"

Then—

Something clicked.

A jolt ran through his body, and suddenly, he felt it.

A deep, ancient power stirred inside him, like a massive door creaking open for the first time.

And then—

A violent surge of energy exploded outward.

WHOOSH!

A massive, terrifyingly large portal ripped open in the center of his room.

The entire apartment shook.

The portal was a swirling vortex of dark purple light, its edges crackling with ominous energy.

Creed's eyes widened.

"…What the hell did I just summon?"

Then—

A silhouette emerged.

Stepping out from the portal was a gorgeous, voluptuous young woman—her curves so ridiculous that Creed's brain briefly malfunctioned.

She had long, silky purple hair, two cute curved horns, and a pair of large, bat-like wings folded behind her back.

And her clothes?

…Let's just say, they weren't appropriate for battle.

Creed's mind short-circuited.

Then—

A holographic notification flashed across his vision.

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[Ding! Primordial Dominion System Initializing…]

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Creed froze.

His breath hitched.

His heart pounded.

And then, his thoughts went absolutely insane.

'WAIT. WHAT?! A SYSTEM?! A PRIMORDIAL SYSTEM?! HOLD UP—IS THIS ACTUALLY THE MAIN CHARACTER TREATMENT?!'

The realization hit him like a truck.

This… this was just the beginning.

And it was about to get very, very interesting.

—To Be Continued.

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Power stone Goal!

20 PS - 1 Bonus chapter

50 PS - 2 Bonus chapter

100 PS (Quite an achievement as of now) - 3 Bonus chapters.

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!