Chapter 1: The Superhuman Hierarchy (Part 1)

The sun barely peeked over the towering iron gates of Raventhorn High, a school unlike any other. Here, students weren't just ordinary teenagers—they were superhumans, ranked by their strength, skill, and sheer ruthlessness.

Power ruled everything.

The school was divided into three rankings:

Top 20 Juniors – The rising stars, hungry for power.

Top 20 Seniors – The experienced elites.

Top 10 Masterclass – The true monsters.

At the bottom of the ranks were the weaklings—the ones who either served the strong or got crushed underfoot. No teachers interfered. No rules protected anyone. It was survival of the fittest.

And in the midst of this chaos, Julian walked unnoticed.

A junior with average grades, an unremarkable attitude, and white hair with green tips that earned him occasional stares. But behind that ordinary façade, Julian hid a secret no one in the school knew.

He was the Top 1 Masterclass Superhuman—the strongest of them all.

Yet, he remained in disguise, blending in with the juniors. Because he knew something far more dangerous than the school's ranking system.

Someone was pulling the strings from the shadows.

The Gangsters of Raventhorn

In the school's underground, an organization of gangsters controlled the flow of a mysterious drug—one that could unlock a student's hidden superhuman potential. Those who consumed it gained insane abilities, but the drug's true origin was unknown.

All anyone knew was that the drug came from an outside organization—the Superhuman Mafia, a powerful syndicate rumored to control the world.

But the real supplier? The true mastermind?

No one had ever seen their face.

And Julian was determined to find them.

That was why he remained hidden. If the masterminds knew who he really was, they would never let him get close to the truth.

A Fight for Survival

Julian walked past a crowd gathered in the main hallway. A fight was about to break out.

"Tch. You really think you're better than me, huh?" growled a muscular student, cracking his knuckles.

Julian recognized him. Dante, Top 1 Senior. A beast of a fighter with limitless strength when enraged.

Across from him stood a slim, sharp-eyed girl with black tattoos running up her arms. Naomi, Top 5 Masterclass. A shadow manipulator feared for her deadly assassination techniques.

"I don't think," Naomi said coldly. "I know I am."

Dante snarled and lunged, his fists swinging like sledgehammers. The hallway trembled as he moved. But before he could land a hit, Naomi melted into the shadows.

She reappeared behind him in an instant. Her dagger aimed straight for his spine.

But Julian saw it before it happened. His enhanced vision caught every movement.

"She's fast... but she's predictable."

Dante spun just in time, grabbing Naomi's wrist mid-strike. With a roar, he slammed her into the ground, cracking the marble floor beneath them.

The crowd erupted.

Julian kept his hands in his pockets, his expression neutral.

This was just another normal day at Raventhorn High.