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On Terra, everyone has a 58% chance to “Awaken” as a Traveler—a chosen few who can access mystical portals called Flumes, allowing them to travel to Genovia, a world filled with unimaginable power, chaos, and danger. But not everyone gets to be a hero.

Born into a struggling family with nothing but ragged clothes and a bleak future, Aoni Thurston, a total nobody with a humiliating One-Star Potential and G- stats across the board, knows his only chance at survival hinges on unlocking his hidden ability, something which all Traveler’s are gifted “Attributes.” 

But Aoni’s Attribute, “Progression,” holds a secret—a power to bend the rules of his ruthless reality. Each small victory, every step forward, earns him mysterious Progress Points, enabling him to transform his weaknesses into strength. Surviving the unforgiving snows of his desolate Territory, he faces isolation, despair, and near-death, all while unraveling the potential of his Attribute.

In a world where power is everything, can Aoni claw his way from obscurity to greatness, or will the system grind him into dust? His future is uncertain, but one thing is clear—everything in his world can change through his Attribute: Progression.

Legendary Traveler: By Earning Progress Points I will Become Supreme!

Considering night was rapidly approaching, the remainder of the afternoon was devoted to settling Glacia and Nyria into their new beds, which, although something seemingly simple, was anything but.

This was especially so in the case of the floof.

From the moment she had been summoned to his side, Glacia had spent every night sleeping with him in the same space, and when bedtime rolled around that evening, of course, the first thing she would do was bounce her way into the bedroom and start getting comfortable in her usual place.

"Glacia…" facepalming and releasing an exasperated groan, Aoni calmly walked over and sat down on the bed beside her.

"We've gone over this; you have your OWN bed now, heck you even brought your pillow out to it, so you can't keep coming in here like this, " picking her up off the bed, Aoni let her legs dangle, just like a cat, as he trudged out of the bedroom with a waddle and set the unruly Glacia down.

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