The Hollow Herald
Haruto didn't choose to be summoned to another world. He definitely didn't choose to arrive broken.
When the summoning ritual tore him from Earth and dropped him into Origio Lacus, he expected magic, adventure, maybe even power. What he got was a dying world, a violent arrival that left psychological scars, and the worst joke fate could play: in a realm where everyone has magical abilities granted at birth, Haruto has absolutely nothing. No Divine Protection. No magical core. He doesn't even exist in this world's metaphysical records.
In a world of mages, warriors, and 33 different magical traditions, Haruto is utterly powerless.
But he's not stupid.
Magic users grow predictable in their strength. They rely on power, follow patterns, make assumptions about what threats look like. Haruto survives by being what they don't expect—someone who watches, learns, and exploits the weaknesses in systems everyone else takes for granted. He wins battles through preparation, not power. Through coordination, not combat. By staying ten moves ahead, because falling behind means dying.
When powerful allies discover what he can do, they don't follow him out of prophecy or destiny. They follow because he's earned it—one impossible victory at a time. A found family forms in the margins of a dying world: people as broken as he is, learning to trust through action rather than words. They call him the Herald, a figure from prophecy meant to save or doom their world.
But Haruto's not interested in prophecies. He's interested in survival, in the people who've become his reason to keep fighting, and in unraveling the mystery of why Origio Lacus—the magical heart of their world—is spreading corruption that devours everything it touches.
No magic. No prophecy. Just one powerless human, a found family, and the strategic brilliance to turn disadvantage into the world's most dangerous weapon.