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

The air was thick with something unspoken as Jin and his team stood near the settlement's outer boundary. There was no fanfare, no grand farewell—just a quiet acknowledgment that this was the end of their time here.

Yewon stood at the forefront, her arms crossed, posture still exuding the authority that had kept this place running. She didn't offer any pleasantries, no empty words about safe travels or gratitude. Instead, she simply gave a nod. It wasn't dismissive, nor was it reluctant. It was measured—respect, recognition, and the simple fact that their business here was done.

Jin met her gaze, mirroring the nod. He wasn't the type to stretch out moments like these. Whatever understanding had been reached between them, it didn't need words to cement it.

The Road Home