After breaking half the exam equipment and traumatizing the administration staff, you'd think they'd realize I'm kind of a big deal. But nope. Because none of their spiritual scanners or mana detectors could make sense of me — or even function in my presence — the faculty had a brilliant idea.
"If we can't detect her energy… she must be average."
Average.
ME.
Lane Fucking White.
So guess where they dumped me?
Class 1B.
The "overflow" class. The "we-don't-know-where-the-fuck-to-put-you" class. The "technically-not-remedial-but-might-as-well-be" class.
I stood in the hallway outside the classroom door, dead inside. My soul had already given up.
"Class 1B…" I muttered. "What's the bet this is either full of stereotypes or some unholy anime harem setup?"
I prayed.
I begged.
I threatened the spiritual fabric of reality itself to be kind.
Then I opened the door.
And immediately regretted everything.
Welcome to Class 1B: The Human Disaster Zoo
I froze in the doorway.
My eye twitched.
My soul screamed.
Because inside that room… was every damn anime trope known to man — stacked like a cursed buffet of high-octane hormonal chaos.
Let's go down the roster:
Front row, window seat: A white-haired dude with a blindfold and a katana. Energy off the charts. Bro's clearly going through his "I was exiled from my clan because I'm too powerful" arc.
Next to him: A girl with black twin-tails, sharp teeth, and an aura that screamed tsundere with emotional damage.
In the back: A soft-spoken beauty in glasses who radiated "secretly a yandere, will gut you behind the school building" energy.
Across the room: A loud, beefy guy with flaming hair who stood on his desk screaming "I'M GONNA BE NUMBER ONE!" like it was his only personality trait.
A shy healer girl in the corner who sparkled every time someone looked at her.
A gothic loli sitting on a floating coffin, sipping tea while whispering to what I'm pretty sure was a talking eyeball.
And of course... a perfectly ordinary, brown-haired "nice guy" with no discernible power reading, who everyone suspiciously respects. Plot armor energy is off the charts.
...
I walked in.
They all turned to look at me.
Dead silence.
Then the flaming hair dude raised his brows. "Who's the flat chick with the dead eyes?"
I cracked my neck.
"Say that again, Bakugou-lite. I dare you."
He shut up.
The teacher — who looked like a washed-up dungeon crawler from the 90s — looked up from his desk.
"Oh, you must be the transfer. Lane White, right? You'll be sitting next to Kazuki."
Kazuki.
Aka, Mr. Protagonist Haircut.
The nice guy. The "surprise genius." The future romantic lead if this were a harem manga.
Kill me.
I walked over, slumped into my seat next to him, and tried not to activate a world-ending explosion by accident.
Kazuki smiled.
"Hi! I'm Kazuki Nakamura. I look forward to working with you!"
I stared.
"Cool."
He laughed nervously. "You, uh... you don't talk much?"
"No."
"Oh."
He sat there awkwardly, trying to think of something else to say.
The tsundere girl behind me huffed. "Don't bother, Kazuki. She looks like a stuck-up princess."
The yandere girl giggled. "I think she's cute. Maybe I'll keep her…"
The loli raised her teacup. "She smells like the void between life and death. I like her."
...
I sighed and dropped my head on the desk.
"Gods. Why."
The teacher cleared his throat.
"Alright, Class 1B, now that everyone's here — welcome to your first year. You might not be top tier, but this is where bonds are formed, potential is discovered, and sometimes, miracles happen."
I raised my hand.
"Question."
"Yes, Miss White?"
"Is spontaneous combustion covered by school insurance?"
He blinked. "...What?"
"Nothing. Please continue."
I was sitting in the classroom of hell tropes (aka Class 1B), zoning out so hard my soul was halfway to the spirit realm. Not because I was bored — okay yeah, I was — but because I was daydreaming again.
Not about love. Not about power.
No, I was mentally drilling rules into my own damn brain.
"Alright Lee. Listen up. Rule #1: DO. NOT. FALL. FOR. DUDES."
"I don't care how shiny their hair is. I don't care how chiseled their jaw looks. I don't care if their smile makes galaxies sing. You're a guy on the inside. You like girls. GIRLS."
"No main-character-energy, six-pack-having, trench-coat-flapping, 'mysterious transfer student' bullshit."
"You like boobs. You commit to boobs. Got it?"
I blinked back into the room just in time to catch the tail end of the lesson.
"...and that brings us to the difference between Mana and Spiritual Energy," our teacher droned, pointing her chalk at the floating diagram in the air.
Thank the gods. Something useful.
Everyone leaned in. Eyes wide. Even blindfolded katana guy opened one eye slightly.
"Mana," she said, "is the power of will and mental force, tied to the natural elements and the fabric of energy around us. It has tiers, ranging from common to divine."
Then she started listing them.
Mana Tiers:
Basic Tier — The 'I can light a campfire' energy.
Mid Tier — School-level spells. Fireballs. Shields. Basic healing.
High Tier — City-level destruction. Real combat potential.
Grand Tier — Peak for normal humans. Usually ends with international fame and three sponsorship deals.
Divine Tier — Reserved for saints and lunatics.
Legendary Tier — Reality gets nervous around you.
Demi-God Tier — Your sneeze causes tsunamis. Weather avoids you.
God Tier — You stop casting spells and start commanding existence.
Ascension Tier — So far beyond comprehension that physics just cries in the corner.
And then, of course, she brought out the dark shit:
Demonic Tier — Cursed magic fueled by pain, blood, and usually a traumatic backstory.
Ancient Tier — Pre-creation level spells. Magic that existed before language.
Spirit Tier — Magic tied directly to the Soul Stream and all life.
Foundation Tier — "The origin of all magic," she whispered. "Power at the root of reality's design. Forbidden. Untouchable. Unexplainable."
The room went silent.
Even the dude who was drawing hentai in the corner stopped.
I scratched my head. "Okay. Cool system. Slightly OP. Nothing I can't break by accident."
Then she moved on.
And shit got wild.
Spiritual Energy & Cultivation Realms:
"Unlike Mana," she explained, "Spiritual Energy is the very foundation of existence itself. It fuels cultivation, immortality, and enlightenment."
Everyone leaned in like she was dropping cheat codes.
"The known cultivation realms are as follows…"
1. Mortal Realm – Purpose: Strengthen body, senses, and life force.
1. Body Tempering
You're still human, just tougher.
2. Qi Refining
Basic energy control. Low superhuman.
– Lift cars, jump buildings, minor fireballs.
3. Foundation Establishment
Internal organs, meridians, and core reinforced.
– Bulletproof skin, sonic reactions, low-tier magic.
2. Core Realm – Purpose: Gain a stable core of power.
4. Golden Core
Condensing energy into a physical core.
– Island-busting techniques.
– Peak martial artists fear you.
5. Nascent Soul
Your soul becomes a mini-you inside your core.
– Spirit projection, telekinesis, mind domination.
– City to small-country level.
6. Spirit Severing / Soul Formation
Cut away mortal limitations.
– Reality perception improves.
– Illusions, soul attacks, elemental mastery
3. Enlightenment Realm – Start touching the Laws of reality.
7. Dao Comprehension / Dao Palace
You understand a cosmic principle (Fire, Ice, Time, Fate).
– Your attacks carry law power.
– Planet-level threats begin.
8. Void Transformation
You become partially intangible and void-aligned.
– Faster than sound → faster than light.
– Warp space around yourself.
9. Great Ascension
Half-step transcendent.
– Country → planetary feats casually.
– Touching the edge of immortality.
4. Immortal Realm – Become an undying being of cosmic energy.**
10. Immortal / True Immortal
You stop aging.
– Solar-system level manipulation.
– Regenerate from vapor.
11. Celestial Immortal
You wield celestial laws.
– Planet creation, star-forging.
– Space manipulation.
12. Empyrean / Heavenly Immortal
Galactic presence.
– Fly through stars like dust-motes.
– Create divine artifacts and weapons.
5. God Realm – Purpose: Become a cosmic authority.**
13. Godking / Divinity Lord
Your will bends physics.
– Galaxies obey you.
– You can speak in Laws.
14. Domain Lord
You command a conceptual domain.
– Time-stopping, causality bending.
– Control over life/death/fire/space/etc.
15. Cosmic Sovereign
You can shape universes.
– Universe-level attacks.
– Multiversal senses.
6. Transcendent Realm – Stop being a "being" and start being a concept.
16. Worldbreaker
Your strikes crack universes.
– Multiverse-tier strength.
– Infinite energy sources.
17. Reality Ascendant
You exist across multiple universes simultaneously.
– Kill one → the others still stand.
– Rewrite probability.
18. Hyperversal Lord
Operate on higher-dimensional reality.
– Concepts like "time" and "space" no longer apply.
– You can delete timelines as a warmup.
7. Paradox Realm – You function beyond logic.**
19. Paradox Emperor
You exist outside linear reality.
– Logic, physics, and causality bow.
– Immunity to conceptual attacks.
20. Fate Devourer
Consume destinies and rewrite narratives.
– Authors cannot predict you.
– You can alter another character's story.
21. Omnirex / Boundless Overlord
Your existence becomes a cosmic rule.
– You are above universes, time, stories, concepts.
– You cannot be erased without erasing reality itself.
8. Meta-Transcendent Realm – You break the story, the universe, the meta, the fourth wall.**
22. Narrative Sovereign
You navigate the story as a file system.
– Rewrite scenes, skip arcs, edit memories.
– Steal abilities by writing them in.
23. Author-Slayer / Canon Eraser
You override canon itself.
– Delete events from history.
– Retcon enemies out of existence.
24. Meta-Primordial
Exist outside the fictional setting entirely.
– You are aware of readers.
– No attack within the story can reach you.
9. Absolute Realm – Become a force greater than infinity.**
25. True Omniscient
Know all possible timelines simultaneously.
26. True Omnipresent
Exist everywhere in all layers of reality.
27. True Omnipotent
Any action is possible; no cost, no restriction.
These three usually form the "Omni Trinity."
10. Final Realm: The One Beyond All Names –
The teacher paused.
Everyone went still.
She whispered:
"This is the realm that no being, no god, no celestial, not even the True Dao has ever reached."
"It is existence outside of existence. Power that cannot be quantified. The source of all that is, and all that could ever be."
"A realm that is The Unwritten / The Anti-Narrative
Not just omnipotent —
you exist outside the concept of omnipotence."
The entire classroom was silent.
Except for me.
Because I leaned back and whispered under my breath:
"...Okay. What the hell kinda power scaling is this? Why does the Mana system look like a baby toy next to this?"
I mean, come on. One is about casting spells and the other is literally transcending reality's author.
I rubbed my temples. "If I fart too hard, I might accidentally hit Meta-Transcendent by lunch."
Anyway, the class was still mind-blown.
Yandere-glasses girl was drooling in her notebook.
Beefy fire-hair guy looked like he'd just seen God and wanted to punch Him.
Kazuki leaned over and whispered, "Pretty crazy, huh? Imagine actually reaching something like the Final Realm…"
I stared at him.
He smiled like sunshine and anime.
My brain short-circuited for half a second.
"No. No. Bad brain. We do NOT simp for pretty boys. We like women. Women with thighs. Big, dominant sword lesbians. Keep it together, Lee."
I nodded silently and went back to pretending I wasn't internally spiraling.