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Arcane Ascension: The Technomancer’s Legacy

Elias Graham was just an engineer—a university student obsessed with technology, innovation, and solving problems. But when he is suddenly summoned to a war-torn world where magic reigns and science is nothing more than a forgotten relic, he quickly realizes that survival demands more than just knowledge.

Branded as an outsider, Elias struggles against a society that sees him as weak, especially when he discovers his mana reserves are nearly nonexistent. But while others cast spells and wield swords, Elias builds. Armed with nothing but his intellect and whatever scrap he can scavenge, he begins forging his own path to power—creating a war armor that fuses magic and technology.

But the deeper he delves into this world, the more secrets he uncovers. The ruling Academy, which controls all knowledge of magic, fears technology—and for good reason. Beneath ancient ruins lie remnants of the Vanguard, a lost civilization that once stood at the pinnacle of both science and sorcery. And within those ruins, Elias discovers a chilling truth: he is not the first Technomancer.

With war looming between the Academy and forces beyond the stars, Elias must race against time to unearth the secrets of Project Genesis, unlock the power of the legendary war armor, and fight enemies who see him as either a threat or a savior. As his inventions evolve, so too does the battlefield—pushing him from a lone engineer into a commander, and ultimately, the only one who can stand between humanity and extinction.

But history has a habit of repeating itself.

The last Technomancer failed.

Elias refuses to.

In a world where magic dominates, he will rise as the first warrior of science.

The question is—will he change the world, or will the world break him first?

Arcane Ascension: The Technomancer's Legacy

The air around Solmara felt heavier, as if Aldric's words had settled into the very walls of the fortress. The Primordial Lords know about you.

The sentence echoed in Elias's head, looping like a warning siren he couldn't silence.

He clenched his fists, his exosuit humming faintly in response to his tension.

Reinhardt broke the silence first, rolling his shoulders. "So… do we panic now or later?"

Lira scoffed. "Oh, later. No point in panicking if we're all dead before we can enjoy it."

Marco rubbed his temples. "Can we at least pretend we have a plan before we spiral into existential terror?"

Cecilia smirked, twirling a dagger. "We always improvise. That's our plan."

Ivy ignored the banter, her sharp gaze locked onto Elias. "What do we do?"

Elias exhaled. His mind was already moving three steps ahead, sorting through everything they had, everything they had built, and what needed to happen next.

He turned to Kierian. "You've fought the Primordial Lords before. If they're already aware of us, how much time do we have?"

Kierian's expression was unreadable. "It depends on how much they perceive you as a threat."

Reinhardt frowned. "Pretty sure Elias has been screaming 'threat' since the moment he built that gauntlet."

Kierian nodded. "Then expect their first move soon."

Elias clenched his jaw. They had pushed forward too hard, too fast. Restoring Solmara's war foundry had put them on the map, and now, the most powerful entities in the world had noticed.

He turned toward the humming forges, the partially constructed exosuits, the blueprints spread across the workbenches.

They had come too far to stop now.

If the enemy was watching, then he would make sure they saw exactly what was coming for them.

Elias turned to the group. "We accelerate production. No more prototypes—we start full-scale development."

Lira raised an eyebrow. "So we are panicking."

"No," Elias said. "We're preparing."

Marco exhaled. "Alright, what's the priority?"

Elias moved toward the nearest schematic wall, adjusting the projected blueprints with quick, calculated precision.

"Three things." He pointed at the designs as he spoke:

Fortress Defense Grid: If the Primordial Lords sent an attack, Solmara needed to withstand it. They would reactivate the fortress's ancient defenses, enhance them with modern adaptations, and turn this place into an unbreakable fortress.

Mass-Produced Exosuits: They needed more than just one. The first prototype was good, but not enough. They would streamline the production, creating a combat-ready version for each member of House Null.

Disruptor Technology: If demons were coming, then they needed a way to counteract their abilities. Elias theorized a frequency-based disruption device that could interfere with demonic energy signatures—a weapon that attacked magic itself.

Ivy nodded. "I'll scout the perimeter. If they send spies, I'll find them."

Marco cracked his knuckles. "I'll focus on the disruptor prototypes. It's experimental, but if we get it right… well, I like our odds."

Reinhardt grinned. "Then I get to smash things twice as hard. Good deal."

Cecilia flicked a dagger. "And I'll make sure no one sneaks up on us while we work."

Kierian studied the plans, then met Elias's gaze. "You are setting a dangerous precedent. You are not just building defenses—you are making a statement."

Elias smirked. "Good. Let them hear it loud and clear."

Kierian exhaled. "Then we have no time to waste."

The Primordial Lords had marked them.

Now, Elias would show them why that was a mistake.

Chapter 53: Marked by the Enemy