"Fuck" A cursed escaped Alex lips as he went through 16 years worth of memory. "There are 4 Fucking Billion people in this world goddammit. Yet I had transmigrated as him of all people." He grumbled in annoyed tone.
After sorting through the memories, the picture became clear. He was inside the world of [Chronicles of the Honored One], the very book he had finished reading last night—a book, with doomed ending since the author wanted to go against the norm and had written a story where the protagonist loses.
And as if fate wanted to mock him further, Alex had transmigrated in the body of Thorin Frostbane—the disgraced one.
The novel barely mentioned Thorin's life, but Alex didn't need the details from the book. Combining what was mentioned in the novel and the memories he went through, he could get the picture.
Thorin was the biological son of Charlotte Frostbane. His father? Dead before he was even born. Charlotte had 'raised' him, yes—but not out of love. Responsibility, nothing more.
Charlotte and her twin sister, Catherine, had both fallen for the same man: Damon Salvatore, the legend of humanity, The Duke of the Salvatore Domain located in the south of human empire and a
Charlotte made the "sacrifice." She stepped aside and got married to Rolex Frostbane, the Duke of the North. A marriage of duty, not love. And when the Creatures of Abyss invaded, Rolex died—leaving Charlotte pregnant with Thorin.
'This Damon feels like a protagonist himself' Alex—no, Thorin—mocked bitterly.
Meanwhile, Catherine and Damon conceived a son of their own—Ethan, the actual protagonist of the novel.
Ethan's tragedy was tailormade —both parents vanished when he was five after an Abyss Gate opened in their territory. Orphaned, he was taken in by Charlotte. Raised with love. Backed by an
"And it spelled doom for Thorin" Thorin muttered.
Charlotte now had two boys under her care—one, the son she bore out of duty. The other, the child of her beloved sister and the man she once loved. And as if fate wanted to mock thorin—Ethan was measured with
All the affection, all the smiles, all the hope went to Ethan. Even the servants treated them worlds apart.
Thorin had tried. He had really tried. He chased for a fragment of warmth from his mother, but all he ever got was that cold, indifferent gaze. The final blow came on Awakening Day—the day she smiled, hugged Ethan, and never even glanced at Thorin.
That day, his fragile rope of hope snapped. He attempted the unforgivable—suicide. If not for the head knight discovering him in time, he would have died. Instead, Thorin was unconscious.
Until now.
"Ahh… too much to take in." Alex—now Thorin grumbled. It had been 5 hours since the suicide attempt and the one who woke up wasn't the broken boy anymore.
"What do I think of you, Thorin?" He muttered to the empty room as he stared at the ceiling. "Fool. Life without parents is hard, but not impossible. I'm living proof of that."
His voice hardened, eyes cold with resolve.
"Your mistake was clinging to hope. Waiting for someone who would never look your way. You grabbed the rope you until it snapped."
He took a deep breath.
"I won't live like you." His words cut through the silence like a blade. "I will live the way i want"
"System."
The word left his lips as he called out to system.
Instantly, a soft chime echoed in his mind as a glowing pink window materialized before him.
"Do I have some kind of starting perk? Something that'll give me a head start?" He asked, his voice hopeful.
The system's monotone voice rang in his head as it displaced the same word on screen.
[Yes, Host. You have a Transmigrator's Crate in your inbox. Waiting to be opened.]
His eyes lit up. "Then what are we waiting for? Open it. Right now!"
[Sure]
[Opening Transmigrator's Crate…]
[Congratulations. You have obtained:]
Potential: Limitless
—As a transmigrator, you are not fully bound by this world's rules. Your potential cap has been lifted. There is no limit to your growth.
Affinity: Void
—An affinity that should not exist in this world has been bestowed upon you.
Main skill: Void manipulation (Above the rank)
— Unlock the true potential of void. you have bestowed with Void manipulation. The skill rank will be adjusted for the current you.
Growth Enhancement
—All existing and future skills can grow as your mastery increases.
[Message: Please save this world.]
A sharp ding followed, and another notification appeared.
[Main Quest: Save the World]
Reward: To be disclosed upon completion.
Thorin stared at the glowing text, his jaw tightening. ' Limitless potential. A forbidden affinity. And a quest to save the world?'
He chuckled bitterly under his breath. "Don't worry… I don't know who sent me here or why. But if surviving means saving your world…" His eyes filled with resolve. "Then I'll do it. I have no intention of dying either."
"Status," he called out calmly.
Unlike the System, which was exclusive to him, the Status Window was something every awakened individual in this world could access.
A golden window with deep black text shimmered into existence before his eyes.
[STATUS]
Name: Thorin Frostbane
Potential: Limitless
Affinity: Ice, Void
Rank: G-
Attributes:
Strength: G-
Agility: G-
Endurance: G-
Intelligence: G-
Mana Core: G-
Main Skills:
Ice Manipulation {G} (C+) – [Mastery: 0%]
Void Manipulation {G} (EX) – [Mastery: 0%]
Acquired Skills:
Basic Swordsmanship (G) – [Mastery: 90%]
"Now things will be a lot interesting" he murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips.
An EX-rank skill—and not just any skill, but manipulation type. In this world, such abilities were on an entirely different level. From what he remembered, the moment an elemental manipulation user hit S-rank, their power were on entirely different level from normal S rankers.
'After all… once you have elemental manipulation at S-rank or higher, you gain access to 'that.''
The thought sent a thrill through him. But he shook his head, suppressing the rush of anticipation.
"No point in daydreaming. Time to train."
With that, Thorin strode toward the door, excitement burning in his veins. For the first time, he would wield powers he had only read about—powers he once only dreamed about. But just as his hand touched the door handle—
Growl~
The low rumble echoed in the quiet room. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Ahem… Training can wait a little. Let's eat first."
With a wry grin, he stepped out of the room.