Eyanin_Inhiam

When Zen was just five, his kingdom fell in flames. His people vanished into dust. His parents - his world - were taken by death. Left behind with nothing but silence, the young prince was forgotten by history. But his story… was only just beginning.He walks alone at first. Weak. Broken. Powerless.
But the fire in his heart never died.

He seeks strength enough to tear through the heavens, enough to break the chains of fate itself. Not just to see the faces of his lost parents once more… but to take revenge on the ones who destroyed everything.

But can strength truly reach beyond death?… or will it only turn him into something worse?

This is not just the story of a fallen prince.
This is the legend of The One Who Walks Beyond the End.

The Boy Who Walks Beyond The End

The academy's atmosphere shifted—no longer as carefree, no longer as loud. With exams looming, even the most arrogant nobles could be found buried in thick books and mana theory scrolls. The training fields buzzed with sparring students; arcane sparks and clashing blades filled the air. But in a quiet corner of the inner courtyard, beneath a withering crimson-leafed tree, Zen sat—arms folded, expression neutral.

Lyra plopped down beside him, cheeks puffed from exhaustion. "I swear, if I have to memorize another Aetheric sequence, I'm going to explode."

Zen hummed. "I'd like to see that. Might finally make studying interesting."

She flicked a pebble at him. "I'm suffering here."

"You chose Royal, Mr. 'I Act Like a Prince.'"

Before Zen could retort, a familiar voice pinged in his mind.

[Nex]: Oho? Couple banter already? What did I miss—three days and you two are dating now?

Zen nodded, speaking low. "He's whining again."

[Nex]: Excuse me, I'm emotionally neglected. I demand affection. Also—

[System]: Magmablood Sovereign defeated. Initiating status update. Displaying State Window...

A translucent panel flickered in Zen's vision.

Skills: Sword Slash, Ice Bloom, Sword Art – Silent End, Skystep Cleave

Skill: Chronofreeze – Realmwalker's Step (Locked)

Abyssonox Style: Midnight Sever – Zero Break (Locked)

[Nex]: Your stats got a nice bump. Also, congrats, you now have burny-stabby-magma-death abilities. Very marketable.

Zen tilted his head slightly. "The demi-human skill is still locked."

[Nex]: Yeah. It'll unlock when you finally go "grrrr" and break something important. You know, plot stuff.

Lyra gave him a sidelong glance. "What'd he say?"

Zen smirked. "He says I'm marketable."

They both chuckled. For a moment, it felt normal. Peaceful.

[Nex]: Also… reminder—big exam incoming. Prep well or I'll start giving motivational speeches.

Lyra pulled a thick notebook from her satchel. "Alright, partner. Time to quiz each other."

[Nex]: Zen's going to cry in exactly 14 minutes.

The two studied, bickered, and laughed until the courtyard lights dimmed. The faint sound of distant duels rang from the coliseum field, but here, under the crimson tree, the world felt far away.

As they packed up, Lyra smiled up at Zen. "You seem... lighter. Happier."

Zen said nothing—but his smile lingered longer than usual.

Preparation