Damien stepped into the courtyard, the crisp morning air brushing against his skin like a quiet warning. The Elford sedan awaited, its sleek black frame gleaming under the pale sun. But he didn't move toward it—not yet.
Instead, he paused.
And with a single thought—
Ding.
The system shimmered to life before his eyes.
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[STATUS] [Synchronization: Complete]
▶ Name: Damien Elford
▶ Age: 17
▶ Level: 5
▶ SP: 2745
Traits:
[Reforged One] [Does Not Bend] [Singularity] [Sociopath] [Anarchist]
Passive Skills:
[Merchant's Intuition]
[Physique of Nature]
[Neural Synchronicity]
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[Attributes]
▶ Strength: 9
▶ Agility: 9
▶ Endurance: 9
▶ Will: ??
▶ Intelligence: ??
▶ Charm: 8.5
▶ Luck: 9
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His eyes scanned the data, not with surprise, but with an assessing stillness.
"So. It's caught up," he murmured.