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E-Rank Trash: Reborn as an SSS-Rank God

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They call him trash. Weak. Useless. E-Rank. But they don’t know the truth. Coker was born with his powers sealed. Left to suffer, betrayed by his own guild, abandoned in a deadly dungeon to die like a dog. But death didn’t take him. Power found him. A *forgotten god* chose him. And now… he's back. With a forbidden skill called **God Core: Devourer of Fate**, Coker starts to rise from the dirt. He eats skills, devours enemies, and tears down the fake system that rank people like numbers. They tried to erase him. Now they can’t stop him. He’s not just an SSS-Rank. He’s not just a vessel. He’s becoming a **God**. And the gods that sealed him? Yeah. They better run.
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Chapter 1 - The Weakest Trash Boy

In the world of Aragonia, every single person is born to awaken their rank, from E to SSS, and that rank will decide everything about their life your power, your job, your respect, your chance, and even your place in the world. That's why every child wait for the Awakening Day with so much excitement and fear. When someone reach 15, they must go to the Awakening Shrine and touch the magic crystal, and the crystal will show the truth of their soul. People pray to be B-Rank or maybe A-Rank, but deep down everybody wish for S-Rank or even the legendary SSS-Rank that never been seen in hundred years. That day finally came for me too, the day I was dreaming about since I was small. My name is Coker. I was born in East Flame Town, my family not rich but not too poor, just normal. My dad used to be B-Rank before he lost his leg in a dungeon raid, and my mom was a C-Rank healer before she disappeared when I was just six. Still, they always said I was special, they said I was born strong and meant to protect people, they said I'll be a hero. I believe them. I trained everyday. I wake early, lift stones, run long distance, practice sword swings, read skill books even when I was tired. Other kids play, I train. I wanted to be ready, I wanted to awaken big. That day at the Awakening Shrine, I walk with proud chest, nervous heart, but bright eyes. The crowd was big, hundreds of other kids from all over. They was clapping for high-rank awakeners. One boy awaken B-Rank, people cheer. Another girl awaken A-Rank, everybody scream. Then the High Priest call my name. "Coker Valshar." I walk forward, feeling so sure, even my legs shaking a little. People whisper, "That's the son of the one-leg B-Rank." "He train a lot, maybe he awaken strong." I touch the crystal. It feel warm, then cold, then it flash a tiny flicker… and stop. I wait. Nothing happen. Then a floating blue screen appear in front of everyone. "Rank: E. Magic Power: 2. Skills: None. Class: Trash." My mouth open but no words come out. The whole shrine go silent, then a small laugh come, then more, then more louder. "He awaken as trash!" "All that training for nothing!" "Even slimes are stronger!" My knees weak. My chest feel like it cracked. I couldn't breath proper. I just stand there, frozen. The High Priest didn't even look at me again. My dad look at the screen then look away. Not angry, not sad, just disappointed. He turn and leave like he don't know me. My own cousin, who I grew up with, look at me with pity and step back like I'm diseased. My name become joke that day. Coker the trash. Coker the cursed. They even say maybe I was born wrong, that maybe my soul is cracked. The guild I been training for since age 10 remove my name from the list. My teacher don't let me join combat class anymore. Kids throw rock at me and laugh. I hide in my room, punching the wall, breaking my knuckles. I scream into my pillow every night. Why? Why me? I work so hard. I was ready. But I awaken as trash. That night, I dream something. I see a huge black door deep inside my chest, with chains all over it, and behind it I hear a voice. "You are not weak… You are sealed." I wake up with sweat. My heart pounding like drum. I don't know what it mean, but I feel like something inside me wanted to break free. I ignore it. Maybe I was going crazy. But then something worse happen. The guild found a forbidden dungeon. Deep inside Flame Mountain. They say it's too dangerous for A-Ranks. But the guild master got a idea. "Let's send the trash boy in first. If he survive, we can send the real ones after." And just like that, they tie me up and drag me to the gate. "Maybe you can finally be useful, if you die and feed the beast." They laugh as they throw me into the dark entrance. The gate slam shut. I am alone. The air is hot and thick like smoke. The walls are black stone, wet with blood. I hear strange growls from far, and my feet shaking. I walk, careful, slow, but every sound scare me. Then it attack. A huge shadow beast jump from the roof and slash me with claws. My side open, blood pour. I scream and fall, crawling back. The beast growl and jump again, ready to end me. But at that moment, something explode in my chest. That same black door from my dream shake hard. Chains snap. I hear the voice again, louder. "You are my vessel. It is time to awaken." Light burst from my chest. Golden and hot. The monster stop, confused. A system screen appear in front of my eyes. \[Hidden Skill Unlocked!] \[Skill: God Core – Devourer of Fate (SSS-Rank)] \[Class: God Vessel] \[Warning: Seal Broken: 5%] I stare. My breath stop. My pain vanish. My wounds close like magic. I feel power in my blood. My eyes glow golden. The beast roar and charge again, but this time I move. Fast. I dodge. I punch it in the face, and its skull crack. It fly back and hit the wall. I jump and stab it with broken bone. It scream and die. Then the screen pop again. \[Skill Absorbed: Shadow Claws] \[Skill Absorbed: Dark Leap] I fall to my knees, not from pain, but from shock. What is this power? I can absorb monster skills? I have SSS-Rank power? My whole body tremble. Not from fear. From excitement. I laugh. For the first time in days, I laugh. So I was never trash. They was wrong. I was something else. Something powerful. That night I stay in the dungeon cave, using the beast's meat to eat and fire from its bones to cook. I think about everything. I think about the voice. About the power. About the seal. Somebody must have sealed my power when I was born. But now it start to break. I don't know who I really am. But I know one thing. I ain't trash. I ain't weak. I am a god's vessel. I am Coker, the one who will rise. The one who will devour fate itself. The world throw me away. They call me nothing. They laugh. But soon, they will kneel. Soon they will beg for my mercy. And I won't give them any. They awaken the wrong enemy.