The cold winds brew beneath the thick, snowing clouds.
As the light blue snow was carried by the wind to an unknown destination.
Watching it from inside the majestic villa was a sixteen-year-old boy whose soul should not exist.
"No... this can't be!"
"How is this even possible?"
In front of him was... an interface.
...
[Status]
[Name: Caelir Vayne]
[Class: Tempest Duelist (A)]
[Elements: Wind (33% Mastery)]
[Rank: Iron 2]
[Skills: Windstep (E), Tempest Edge (E)]
[Weapon Mastery: Sword (45% Mastery)]
[Techniques: Gale Weave swordsmanship]
...
He sighed.
It's been 3 hours since he woke up with unknown memories.
After sorting through twenty-two years of life on Earth and sixteen years of foreign memories, he realized one thing.
He was... transmigrated.
The same novel he was complaining few hours ago.
But not all, he turned his head towards the floating golden interface.
...
[Status]
[Name: Nicolas Frey]
[Class: Iridescent Monarch (SSS)]
[Elements: Lightning (5% Mastery), Fire (5% Mastery), Ice (5% Mastery)]
[Unique Elements: Moonlight (5% Mastery)]
[Rank: --]
[Skills: Copy (SS), Cloning (SSS), Fusion (SS)]
[Weapon Mastery: --]
[Techniques: --]
...
Nicolas Frey! That's his name on earth.
Now a question is running through his mind.
Was he... Caelir Vayne or Nicolas Frey.
Who was he?
Nicolas Frey was in control for now. But this body, and this world, belonged to Caelir.
Taking a deep breath, he sat on the bed and turned his gaze towards the mirror on the side.
Reflecting was a teenage boy with messy silver hair and violet eyes.
It was Caelir Vayne.
The bastard son of the Vayne household.
The Protagonist's useless brother.
The Exiled Prince of Northern winds.
Died in the hands of his own fiancée.
Recalling those memories, his hands tightened into fists.
It was not Nicolas who was angry; it was Caelir. Just like Nicolas, Caelir also saw Nicolas' memories.
Nicolas sighed.
He was not fully in control.
He had a feeling they needed to come to some agreement.
"I... don't know what to say. I saw your memories; you've been wronged. It's not your fault that was born as a bastard."
"But sorry, I don't want to die. I can avenge your suffering, but I won't give you control. I had a feeling I would die the moment I lost control."
"I know this is selfish. But I won't die in your place."
"I promise you... I will make your father regret disowning you."
Saying those words, Nicolas waited for a few minutes.
Just when he thought it didn't work.
A teen boy's voice echoed in his mind,
"No need... just... take care... of... my mother... Nicolas... survive... and... became... Caelir..."
"I... don't... hate you... it's okay... to be... selfish..."
"Goodbye... Nicolas..."
Even though Caelir's words are broken by bits, Nicolas understood clearly.
Nicolas felt ashamed to think someone younger than him was acting more mature while he was asking him to die.
But still, survival is his priority.
"I am sorry, I promise you, to take care of your mother, no, our mother."
"From now on, I am Caelir Vayne."
As soon as he said those words, he felt dizzy.
The world turned all around him.
He fell on the ground, unconscious.
....
"Argh, my head is killing me."
He stood up and cleaned off the dust on his clothes
"How long was I out cold?"
As he massaged his temples, a new silver colored interface opened before his eyes.
...
[Status]
[Name: Caelir Vayne]
[Class: Iridescent Monarch (SSS)]
[Elements: Wind (33% Mastery), Lighting (5% Mastery), Fire (5% Mastery), Ice (5% Mastery)]
[Unique Elements: Moonlight (5% Mastery)]
[Rank: Silver 1]
[Skills: Copy (SS), Cloning (SSS), Fusion (SS), Windstep (E), Tempest Edge (E)]
[Weapon Mastery: Sword (45% Mastery)]
[Techniques: Gale Weave swordsmanship]
...
"What the hell?"
Caelir Vayne's status and Nicolas Frey's status were combined.
But the sudden reaction due to some other thing, which is his Rank.
It was [Iron 2] before, but now it is... [Silver 1].
His rank changed from Iron to Silver, directly Skipping Bronze.
But how? He didn't cultivate, so how?...
Unless...
"We've been... merged!"
"So that's it… We didn't replace each other."
"Thank goodness, nobody died."
Caelir moved his body around, but he didn't feel any resistance.
In the story, it was maintained that the progression stage is the growth of soul power.
So, when their souls merged, his soul power drastically increased.
He was at least 10 times stronger than before.
Caelir felt he could use the sword and wind to his fullest capabilities of Original Caelir mastery without any problems.
Mastery is difficult to increase. In that regard, Original Caelir was considered a super genius, as his wind mastery was 33% and his sword mastery was 45%.
His class was A-Rank, which alone put him in the top seats.
But alas... his progression speed is very slow.
While his peers reached [Bronze] and [Silver]. He was stuck in [Iron] for the last 5 years.
Meanwhile. His half-brother, the protagonist, surpassed [Silver] and became [Gold].
Three months ago, his father exiled him and his mother from the Vayne household but allowed them to use the Vayne name.
Every week, a few million dollars were sent to his account.
And so, the question remains,
Did his father love them? If so, then why exile them? If not, then why send money every week?
Caelir shook his head while clearing his head.
He reached out to his mobile and checked the time,
Saturday, June 4th, 2236
7:36 AM
"Hm, strange! Why do I feel like I forgot something very important?"
Whatever.
Going into the bathroom, he freshened up and walked out into his room.
But he was alone, and standing in front of him was a maid.
Caelir was confused, since maids won't come to his room without knocking, unless it was important.
"What is it?"
The maid slowly said,
"Madam wanted me to remind you that today was Everbright Academy's Entrance exam."
Caelir's eyes widened, hearing those words.
'No wonder, I felt something off.'
He nodded and said,
"Right, thank mother for the reminder."
"Yes, I will." Saying those words, the maid left his room.
Caelir quickly put on black pants and a blue hoodie on top of the white T-shirt.
He combed his hair in the mirror and thought,
"Hm? Did my charm increase? Why am I this handsome?"
"Wait! What am I thinking? I am not a narcissist."
And so, without eating breakfast, Caelir entered the car.
The driver drove the car towards the teleportation service center.
Caelir watched the falling blue snow and the scenery.
Before he knew it, he arrived at the destination.
Opening the car door, Caelir walked towards the magic circle inside the 'n' shaped building.
The officer asked Caelir,
"Name and destination?"
Caelir answered since it was a procedure he needed to follow.
"Caelir Vayne, Everbright Academy"
The officer noted down the data and said,
"That will be 600 UTM."
In this world, Universal Trade Marks, shortened to UTM, served as the standard currency.
In response, Caelir tapped his watch with the sensor machine.
~Ting: Paid.
"Get ready." The officer said to Caelir.
Caelir stood in the middle of magic circles and saw circles was glowing in blue.
'So, this is teleportation. It was very convenient.'
Then suddenly, the silver interface popped up.
...
[SS-Rank Skill: Copy Activated]
[Do you wish to copy the S-Rank Skill: Teleportation?]
[Yes] [No]