The bell rang, signaling the end of basic enchantment class.
Students shuffled out, some in groups, others chatting excitedly about the upcoming combat trials. No one paid attention to the quiet boy still seated in the back row, eyes locked on a screen only he could see.
Kaleid Ashvale—formerly nameless, now soulbound to a mysterious system—tapped the air again.
The translucent interface flickered to life.
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[GENESIS ARCHIVE INTERFACE]
User: Kaleid Ashvale
System Access Level: Restricted [Stage 1]
Available Functions:
⟶ Attributes
⟶ Inventory
⟶ Quests
⟶ Observation (Active)
⟶ Title Log
⟶ ??? (Locked)
⟶ Soul Memory: Suppressed – 97%
---
He hovered over the Attributes tab.
> Let's see just how bad I am.
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[ATTRIBUTES]
Name: Kaleid Ashvale
Race: Human
Class: None
Title: The Forgotten One
Rank: F
Level: 1
EXP: 0/100
[STATS]
— Strength: 6
— Agility: 5
— Constitution: 5
— Mana: 1
— Spirit: 3
— Intellect: 8
— Luck: ???
— Charisma: 4
— ???: Locked
Points Available: 0
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He let out a slow sigh.
"F-rank trash," he muttered. His Mana was practically nonexistent. He couldn't even use a basic flame spell, and the system didn't hand out free stat points either.
Still, something about the Luck stat being "???" and a hidden attribute teased a deeper mystery.
Next, he opened the Inventory tab.
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[INVENTORY]
— Slots: 10/10
— Items: None
Expansion locked until Rank D.
---
He rubbed his forehead. "No starter gear. No hidden sword. No cheat item."
For someone blessed with a system, he was getting the short end of the stick.
> Not even a healing potion. I'm starting to feel scammed.
The next tab—Quests—at least gave him something to look forward to.
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[QUESTS]
[Main Quest - Initiation]
> Survive the first Fate Divergence.
Time Limit: 3 Days
Reward: 1 Random Skill, +2 Stat Points
Failure: ???
[Side Quest - Know Thyself]
> Access your first soul memory.
Progress: 3%
Reward: ???
[Hidden Quest - ???]
> Condition not met.
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Three days.
He wasn't sure what a "Fate Divergence" looked like, but it sounded ominous enough to keep him up at night.
Then his gaze returned to the "Soul Memory" line again.
> Still 97% suppressed. Why?
It gnawed at him—not just the mystery of who he really was, but the feeling that something inside was broken. Fragmented. Like someone had yanked his soul out mid-sentence and shoved it into a script where he didn't belong.
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Later That Afternoon – Training Courtyard
The school courtyard bustled with students practicing magic and swordplay. The elite students from the Advanced Division strutted around in elegant uniforms marked with gold emblems—signs of nobility, status, and real power.
Kaleid stayed in the far corner, away from attention.
He had no magic. No weapon. No allies.
> So this is what rock bottom looks like in a fantasy world.
A sharp voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Oi! Deadweight."
Kaleid turned slowly.
Three boys approached—one tall and burly, one slender and smirking, and the third with noble insignias practically stitched into every part of his coat.
Gavin Velross, son of a Marquis, second-year student, and a petty character who always mocked lower-ranked classmates.
"Oh look, the NPC's still breathing," Gavin sneered, folding his arms.
Kaleid said nothing.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" The second one, a skinny rat-faced student named Brell, grinned.
Kaleid tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable.
His silence only annoyed them further.
"I heard you fainted last week from touching a mana stone. Is it true?" Gavin mocked, stepping closer. "Tell me, Ashvale, how does it feel knowing even the rats in this academy have more magic than you?"
> Don't respond. Don't engage.
The system didn't reward petty drama. And besides, Kaleid had read this scene before. These three were walking clichés—the kind that vanished once real threats appeared in the story.
He stared back at Gavin with calm indifference.
"…Are you even alive?" Brell said, snapping his fingers in front of Kaleid's face.
Nothing.
"Ugh, freak. Let's go," Gavin scoffed, finally losing interest. "He'll be dead before midterms anyway."
The trio walked off, laughing.
> Let them mock.
He had bigger problems. Bigger truths to uncover.
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That Night – Dormitory Room 1-F
Moonlight filtered into his small room. Kaleid sat on the floor, legs crossed, staring into the blue glow of the Genesis Archive screen.
Something in him itched. Not just confusion or frustration—but hollowness.
Like… there should be something more.
"Why do I feel incomplete?"
The system answered with silence.
Then:
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[System Tip:]
> Soul Memory remains locked due to temporal displacement.
Estimated recovery milestone: 1000 chapters worth of soul resonance.
Current: Chapter 1.1
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He blinked.
"…One thousand chapters?"
Was that a joke?
Then again… he wasn't meant to be in this world. He'd taken someone else's spot. Or no one's spot. That was the scariest part.
He wasn't a hero. Or a villain. Or a forgotten prince.
He was a Nobody—not even part of the script.
And yet… somehow, he felt like everything hinged on him now.
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System Log Updated:
You have reflected on your sense of incompleteness.
+1 Spirit.
+1% progress toward [Know Thyself] quest.
---
He stared in surprise as his Spirit stat jumped to 4.
> Wait. Introspection rewards stats?
A new idea flickered in his mind. He opened the Title Log.
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[Title – The Forgotten One]
> Hidden effect: Gain stat points for every meaningful self-reflection.
You were erased before the story began. Now reclaim your existence.
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"…Huh."
Maybe he could grow, not by fighting… but by discovering himself.
Piece by piece.
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The Next Morning
He walked into the classroom before anyone else and sat by the window, still half-lost in thought.
Fate Divergence Event… 2 days remaining.
> He had no idea what was coming. But when it did, he wouldn't run.
He may not remember his past, but he would write his future.