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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!

The moment Aoni's bloodied palm made contact with the Golden Flume, there was not only a bright flash of light but a booming HUM, which rattled every fiber of his being.

"The FUCK?" Anthony screamed as he rushed forward to try and pry his little brother away from the Flume.

However, no matter how hard he pulled on Aoni's hand, it was almost as if he'd been fused to it, causing Ant to panic and shield his eyes with one arm.

"Shit shit shit," He murmured in panic, eyes darting around the room for anything resembling a crowbar that would aid him in breaking the contact between his younger brother and the artifact.

Meanwhile, as Anthony was in full meltdown mode, worried about something happening, Aoni was in a world of his own.

From the instant the bright flash blinded him, Aoni felt the familiar transfer of mystical power draining from his arm into the Flume before cycling the artifact and returning to his body.

The Thurston Family Flume (2)