In the world of Aurelion, every noble child awaited one moment above all others.
The day they turned ten.
Because that was the day their Power Skill would awaken.
Some awakened fire magic.
Some gained immense strength.
Some became legendary knights or powerful mages.
And some…
Were cursed with weakness.
Today was that day for the noble children of the kingdom.
The grand plaza of the capital was packed with people. Noble families sat in decorated stands while servants and guards lined the outer walls.
At the center of the plaza stood the ancient Creation Monument, a massive black pillar that towered over everyone.
It was said that this monument had been placed there by the God of Creation at the dawn of the world.
Every noble child who touched it would awaken their destiny.
Ranks ranged from:
F Rank
E Rank
D Rank
C Rank
B Rank
A Rank
S Rank
The higher the rank, the brighter the future.
An S-rank noble could build a kingdom.
An F-rank noble could barely survive.
Dozens of children stood nervously before the monument.
Some whispered excitedly.
Others clenched their fists in anxiety.
Because once the monument judged them…
Their fate would be sealed forever.
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"Next!"
The voice of the Royal Awakening Master echoed across the plaza.
"Lucas Ironhart!"
A confident blonde boy stepped forward.
He placed his hand on the monument.
Blue light burst from the pillar.
Words appeared in the air.
Skill: Steel Body
Rank: B
Cheers erupted from the audience.
"A B-rank!"
"The Ironhart family produced another strong heir!"
Lucas grinned proudly and returned to his seat.
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"Seraphine Dawnveil!"
A silver-haired girl stepped forward next.
When she touched the monument, golden light exploded across the plaza.
Skill: Mana Dominion
Rank: A
Gasps spread through the crowd.
"A-rank!"
"She will become a legendary mage!"
The Dawnveil family smiled with pride.
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The ceremony continued.
"C-rank!"
"D-rank!"
Another C-rank appeared.
Some nobles celebrated.
Others looked disappointed.
But everyone waited for the next name.
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Finally, the Royal Master raised the list again.
"Aren Valerian."
Whispers instantly spread through the plaza.
"House Valerian?"
"The declining noble family."
"They haven't produced a talented heir for generations."
Standing among the children was a quiet boy with dark hair.
Aren Valerian.
Unlike the others, he showed little emotion.
He simply stepped forward calmly.
When he reached the monument, he placed his hand against the cold black surface.
For a moment…
Nothing happened.
Then faint gray light appeared.
The air formed glowing words.
Skill: Unknown Craft
Rank: F
Silence filled the plaza.
Then laughter erupted everywhere.
"F-rank?!"
"A noble with an F-rank skill!"
"That's worse than most commoners!"
Even the Royal Awakening Master sighed.
"According to noble law, an F-rank noble will receive the lowest grade territory."
The monument glowed again.
Another message appeared.
Territory Assigned: Forgotten Creation Valley
Territory Rank: F
The whispers became louder.
"That valley is cursed."
"Nothing grows there."
"There are ruins and wild beasts everywhere."
"So the Valerian heir received the worst skill and the worst territory."
Aren quietly stepped away from the monument.
He didn't react to the laughter.
But deep inside…
He felt something strange.
Something had awakened inside him.
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That night, Aren stood outside the capital walls.
The sky was filled with stars.
He stared at his palm.
"Unknown Craft…"
"What kind of useless skill is that?"
Suddenly—
The sky split open.
Golden light poured down like a river.
A massive divine presence descended.
Aren instantly fell to one knee.
Before him stood the creator of the world.
The God of Creation.
"My child," the divine voice echoed across the heavens.
"I watched your awakening today."
Aren lowered his head respectfully.
"Creator…"
The god observed him silently.
"Your skill is strange."
"It resembles something very close to my own power."
Golden energy gathered in the god's hand.
"I will grant you a fragment of my authority."
The light shot into Aren's body.
Pain surged through him.
Then everything became calm.
"You now possess the Power of Creation."
"With this power, you may shape the world itself."
"But remember…"
"Creation requires knowledge, resources, and will."
Even divine power had limits.
The god began to fade.
But suddenly he stopped.
"…Strange."
The divine being looked puzzled.
"There is something else inside you."
"Something I did not create."
For the first time, the Creator seemed confused.
"…Interesting."
Then he disappeared into the sky.
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A moment later—
A sharp sound echoed inside Aren's mind.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
CREATION DEVELOPMENT SYSTEM
Binding… 10%
Binding… 50%
Binding… 100%
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Aren's eyes widened.
"A system…?"
Another panel appeared.
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HOST: Aren Valerian
Level: 1
EXP: 0 / 100
Skill Rank: F
Territory: Forgotten Creation Valley
Territory Rank: F
Population: 0
Army: 0
Authority: Power of Creation
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Before Aren could react—
Another notification appeared.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
COMBAT SKILL GRANTED
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Skill: Basic Swordsmanship
Rank: F
Description:
The most basic sword technique used by beginner soldiers.
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Aren sighed.
"Even the system gave me an F-rank skill…"
Then a new message appeared.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
UNIQUE ABILITY UNLOCKED
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Creation Fusion
Using the Power of Creation, the host can fuse weak skills to create stronger abilities.
Example:
F + F → E
E + E → D
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Aren's eyes lit up.
"So I can evolve skills…"
Then the final window appeared.
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BEGINNER TERRITORY QUEST
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Quest: First Settlement
Objective:
Use Creation Power to build 10 houses.
Rewards:
Population +100
Militia Soldiers ×20
Basic Farming Knowledge
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Aren slowly looked toward the distant mountains.
Toward the territory everyone mocked.
Forgotten Creation Valley.
A cursed land.
An F-rank skill.
But also…
The Power of Creation.
A mysterious system.
And the ability to evolve skills.
A small smile appeared on his face.
"If everything I have is weak…"
"Then I'll just create something stronger."
The system panel flashed again.
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QUEST ACTIVATED
FIRST SETTLEMENT
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Tomorrow, Aren would leave the capital.
Tomorrow…
The weakest noble in the kingdom would begin building something the world had never seen before.
A kingdom born from creation.
A/N:
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