Zen transmigrated into the world of a novel… as a background student.
Not the hero.
Not the villain.
Just another name on the roster at Lyserra Arc Institute, a magic-tech academy governed by a postwar regime.
In Aetherion, power isn’t inherited through bloodline alone.
It’s defined by your Essence, the elemental force you’re born with, the strength of your Veins, and how far you can push them before they break.
And Zen?
No famed heritage. No high-ranking affinity. No destiny.
Just [Shadow Essence], a weak F+ rank, and a one-year countdown until he’s eligible to enter the main story.
Then the system glitched.
[Essence Interface Detected]
[System Editor (Prototype) Installed]
He didn’t get superpowers.
He didn’t get a cheat skill.
He got access to something far stranger—an unstable interface that let him see the structure of Essence manipulation itself.
He could adjust spell flow.
Tweak Vein load.
Redirect Essence backlash.
And maybe, just maybe, rewrite the rules that governed this world.
But in a realm where Essence governs life, altering the script comes with consequences.
Because this story was never written for someone like him.
And the moment Zen started changing things…
The world started changing him back.