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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!

Having finished Operation Cave Door, as Aoni aptly dubbed it, the Lad's mind shifted drastically as he moved with purpose around the inside of the combination stone and wood wall surrounding the platform.

One of the many key points hammered into the minds of young Travelers is that of how precarious a situation they will be in when the barrier drops.

As such, they are briefed on a multitude of different strategies as to how best to combat these scenarios, all of which include some structure or walled barrier to be set up to fortify the immediate area surrounding their Flume.

From digging trenches in the sand to stabbing sharped trees into the ground to forming a wall, the Academies touched upon all of it, and Aoni had gone above and beyond all that.

Not only had he toiled away moving boulders and chiseling them into foot square blocks, but at the base of the wall, about a foot and a half away, were stakes pointing out and up at a 40-degree angle.

The Final 12 Days (3)