The_Sacred_Flame

Jin Yeong was just another office worker—forgettable, unremarkable, and stuck in a life that never went anywhere. He wasn’t strong. He wasn’t talented. In a world of ambition, he was just… there.

Then, the sky cracked open.

A voice echoed across the world, mocking humanity’s weakness. A system was given. A chance to survive.

People awakened powerful abilities—fire, lightning, super strength. Jin got this:

[Limitless Weapon Mastery]
"Any weapon you wield is used at its maximum potential."

No fire. No magic. No enhancements. Just a simple skill?

But soon he and the world will learn a simple truth:

It’s not about what you wield. It’s about how you wield it.

The Weapon Genius: Anything I Hold Can Kill

Jin didn't realize he was holding his breath until he forced himself to exhale. The system's presence was still there, pressing against his mind like a weight. Not quite tangible, but undeniable.

It had always spoken with distance, like an observer—something beyond them, watching, judging.

This time, it wasn't just observing.

"You endured. You adapted. But survival is only the beginning."

"Now, let's see what you do with power."

The words sent a chill down Jin's spine.

He didn't like how the system phrased that.

It hadn't said "strength" or "resilience." It had said power.

"For centuries, wars have been waged over land, dominion, and control."

"You have proven you can endure. But can you hold on to what is yours?"

Lines in the Sand