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 

Holding the axes in his hands, Vritra ran towards BOB 1 at full speed; the injured ball lay in its battered form, unable to move at all. Even for a Myriad creature, it had received too much damage, while its strength kept weakening.

The second creature paid no mind, even as it had injured its companion. It continued to charge towards Vritra as if they had found the true purpose of their life—both of them had made him run all over the place for so long.

Finally, it was the last or probably the second last step of his plan. As he approached BOB 1, Vritra raised both his hands above his head, taking the partial form of a dragon as black scales grew over his body.

He used Shift again, and momentarily his speed decreased while he poured all those points into strength. Vritra suddenly felt power filling his muscles.

[Shift Activated.]

[Agility → Strength]

Extract