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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!

"GAAHHHHh AHHHHHHHH Ahhh…hhh.., hah hah, hah,"

The deafening roar released by Aoni echoed in the distant mountain range for an untold distance; however, the Lad in question, who lay covered in a mixture of unknown and known body fluids, was painted in grey, red, clear, and yellow.

The Pain may have left; however, the mental anguish caused by this most traumatic incident was more than enough for him to roll over on his side and vomit whatever contents of his stomach remained, which, in this case, amounted to bile and acid.

'Horrible, this shit is horrible,' retching time and time again until nothing remained, the Lad curled his knees to his chest and shivered, causing his summons to take it as a sign and rush to his aid.

Glacia immediately patted his back, using a strange technique even though she had no idea where it came from, while Nyria gently nudged one of the turd-shaped nutrition bars toward her Lord's mouth.

No Gain, Without Pain (4)