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Eldraus was once a normal world , peaceful, beautiful and full of life, much like Earth.

But everything changed when the Beast Mutation began.

Animals started turning into terrifying monsters larger, stronger, and unnaturally violent. Kingdoms fell. Cities burned. Humanity was pushed to the edge of extinction.

Then came the System, a mysterious power that awakened within humans, granting them abilities to fight back. Over time, the system became a part of everyday life. Every person now awakens with a System, ranked from the weakest gray to the legendary black and above.

This is a world where strength rules, and the weak are left behind.

Kaelen Maglor, son of a noble, awakens with a rare black support system. People mock him, expecting him to be a healer. But Kaelen has no intention of following their path. He chooses to walk his own.

With danger rising and powerful enemies lurking, Kaelen enters a deadly academy that trains the next generation of fighters. There, he will uncover secrets, face deadly trials, and learn that the system that grants power... might also be hiding a terrifying truth.

In a world where monsters roam and only the strong survive, Kaelen must prove that even support can become unstoppable.

The SSS  class adventurer is a divine cleric

Jered collapsed onto the grass, chest rising and falling like he'd run through fire.

"You're a monster, you know that?" he said between gulps of air.

Kaelen was seated cross-legged nearby, calm as still water.

"I know right, I'm too powerful, don't be so jealous."

"No, no, no I'm serious," Jered wheezed, raising a hand like he was filing a complaint with the gods.

"You kept up with me and Neal. Do you realize how insane that is? The rest of our class is still working on basic channeling control. And you? you're dancing around Neal's Solar flame wrecking ball like it's your bedtime routine."

Neal stood a few paces away, arms folded, skin still faintly glowing from the lingering heat of his light-forged aura.

"He's not wrong," he muttered. "You're level five, and you're useful. Most people at level five won't be able to handle a blow from me and are still trying not to set their shoes on fire when casting."

The world is unfair