The following week passed quickly. Classes started, friendships formed, and the quiet halls of Eloria University buzzed with energy. But Ronan kept to himself. His life had changed—but no one knew it yet.
He trained alone. Morning meditations. Afternoon focus drills. Each day, his connection to the *Blast Core* grew stronger. His control sharpened. But he told no one.
Why?
Because he remembered what it was like to be powerless.
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*I'm sure you guys are wondering... how did he get his powers?*
Let me tell you the truth.
For most of his life, Ronan had *no power* at all.
Not just weak. *Nothing.*
In a world where children awakened talents by age 13—fire, healing, steel-skin, or shadow-step—Ronan had... silence. No aura. No talent crystal. Nothing.
People whispered behind his back. *"Waste."*
Even some teachers skipped over him in class.
But the worst part? His father—a legendary aura knight—died in a battle against the Rift Beasts when Ronan was just five.
People pitied him. Then ignored him.
Except for one person—*his mother*.
She never doubted him. Never treated him like he was broken.
"You're not empty," she used to say. "You're just... waiting."
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Years passed. No sign of awakening. But Ronan never stopped training. Quietly. Patiently.
Then, on the night before university began, something strange happened.
He had been alone in his room, packing. A small notebook—his father's—fell from the top shelf. As he caught it, the pages flipped open and glowed faintly.
A single line shimmered:
> "The core of destruction lies not in chaos… but in control."
In that moment, the air shifted. A pulse ran through his body.
And a voice spoke, calm and mechanical:
> *System initializing.*
> *Blast Core linked to host.*
He didn't scream. He didn't celebrate.
He just sat there—breathing slowly—as warmth filled his chest.
At long last, *he wasn't empty*.
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Now, at Eloria, no one knew who he was. To them, he was still just the quiet boy. Still average.
But that was fine.
Because Ronan wasn't here to prove anything to anyone.
He was here to grow. Quietly. Powerfully.
And when the time came…
They would see.
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