C.M. Orji

OmniClass Awakener: Rebirth to Power

Lei Feng was just an ordinary university student—until a deadly train robbery ended his life.

But death wasn’t the end.

He awakens in a new world where ancient magic clashes with futuristic technology, where Awakeners wield unimaginable powers, and monstrous beasts roam the wilds. Reborn in the body of Ling Chen—an orphan cast aside by his adoptive family for failing to awaken a Magic Class—Lei Feng is beaten, betrayed, and left for dead.

His fate seemed sealed… until the OmniClass God System awakened within him.

In a world where power determines worth and only the strong survive, Lei Feng is no longer bound by limitations. With the ability to unlock every Magic Class, wield multiple elemental affinities, and evolve endlessly through battle and quests, he holds the potential to rise beyond all others.

But the world teeters on the edge of chaos.

Old grudges resurface. Powerful factions clash. Elves, beastkin, demons, and humans prepare for war as the fragile peace crumbles.

Amidst the storm, Lei Feng will rise.

From the ashes of weakness, he will be reborn.
From the chains of fate, he will break free.
And in the face of overwhelming odds, he will carve his name into legend.

The battle for legacy, vengeance, and supremacy begins now.

OmniClass Awakener: Rebirth to Power

Chapter 40: The Summoning Behind Silent Doors 


The journey back to the Ling Estate was wrapped in silence so complete it felt sacred. 


Rain murmured against the curved windshield of the hovering Rexora, its silver droplets chasing one another down the dark glass like falling stars. Outside, the world was a blur of storm and shadow, of mountains swallowed by mist and towers softened by rain. 


Inside the car, Ling Mei sat still as a statue, her eyes fixed on the shifting world beyond, though her mind roared louder than the thunderclouds overhead. 


The sleek black vehicle surged forward like a phantom, weaving through the storm-laced skies. It moved faster than it ever had—too fast. As if trying to outrun the fate that waited at its end. 


The mountains below bled into long, formless streaks. Forests and golden temples became rivers of light and gray. Time itself seemed to lose meaning. 
