Everyone said I was worthless.
Born with no affinity. No mana. No talent. Just a weak, stubborn boy labeled E-Rank—the lowest of the low.
I was beaten in every duel. Mocked by my own guild. Spit on by nobles. Demons laughed at me. My own family gave up on me.
But I didn’t stop training.
I didn’t stop fighting.
I didn’t stop believing I could become something more.
Then came the day everything changed—when I touched a cursed relic no one dared go near. It didn’t bless me. It broke me. Burned me. Made me feel every ounce of pain I’d ever ignored.
But it gave me power.
Not the kind you boast about. The kind that screams inside your bones. The kind that devours you if you’re weak.
Even now, I still get beaten.
But I always get back up.
Because I’m not fighting for approval anymore—I’m fighting to become something no one’s ever seen:
An E-Rank… with the power to slay gods.
Demons are rising. The world is collapsing. And the ranking system they all trusted?
I’ll burn it to the ground.
I didn’t write this story to impress anyone. I wrote it because I know what it feels like to be counted out. To feel like the weakest one in the room. To have people laugh when you say, “I’ll make it.” This story is about that — about a boy who starts at the bottom. E-Rank. Worthless to the world. But deep down, he knows something’s burning inside him. And even when he gets knocked down, even when the world spits in his face, he still gets up. It’s not a perfect story. But it’s real to me. It’s funny sometimes, emotional a lot, and yeah — it gets dark. But I’m proud of it. If you’ve ever been underestimated… this one’s for you.