Jin_moon

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust.

One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white.

It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess.

Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother.

While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part.

Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap.

A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months.

Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability.

A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly?

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White robes. Cold arrogance
A sinful revenge. 
White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. 

And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation.
 
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Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill

GUYS SUPPORT TIER-1 PREVILEGE 

While the people were busy praying and hoping that the two geniuses of their team would solve the puzzle, a few people who wanted to secretly vent their anger on that detestable creature looked towards the spot Vritra was standing on.

People from both sides secretly planned to thrash him a bit— and maybe, while they were at it, kill him, if possible.

But when they looked, he was nowhere to be found. They were startled and looked around frantically. And as they saw that hateful figure holding the leather slipper again, all of them froze.

"L- Leader, look t- there…" one of the men hastily called out to Number One, but the leader just hushed him, asking his group to stay quiet.

"T- That person, look… h- he is going to—" one white-robed man also tried to speak but was silenced by the dragon-masked man.

"Stay quiet. If you dare disturb me again, you'll receive severe punishment right here and now."

Divine Tomb-3