- Alright, that's it for now, Evo muttered.
- I've organized everything I know since I was reincarnated into this world.
He leaned back, staring at the ceiling with a faint sigh.
-To begin with, my soul didn't enter this body the way I thought it did, he continued. "In fact… I've always been Evo Eylam. I don't know why my memories only returned to me now."
Fourteen years of life had passed without him remembering anything before his death.
- Could this have been that woman's doing? Or… is there another reason?" thought Da—no, Evo.
- Well, that's something that'll take time to figure out.
The reason his memories had returned after fourteen years was something he wouldn't uncover anytime soon, so he decided to set that mystery aside—for now.
- Now then… my new life.
- I was born into the Marquis family of Eylam, of the Human Empire of Eldrath.
- My family has existed since the first generation of the Imperial lineage, which now has six generations in total.
It was said that, back when the human continent was divided into many small kingdoms, the first emperor—dissatisfied with his barren lands—gathered an army under his personal command and marched across the land, conquering one kingdom after another until he ruled the entire continent and forged it into an empire.
The Eylam family played an important role in that conquest, having produced many powerful swordsmen.
But that was in the past.
Now, with peace reigning and the continent unified, the family had declined somewhat, though they still retained influence and prestige.
- According to the records, that emperor was immensely powerful,- Evo murmured.
- They said he wielded a spear infused with wind magic. They called him the Emperor of Tempests.
- Heh… interesting. There are plenty of powerful people in this world—magicians, warriors, and everything in between.
He continued jotting down notes in a small journal.
- There are many power hierarchies here. For instance, the Hierarchy of Existence—it represents the strength of one's soul, evolving along with overall power and mastery.
- The levels are: Beginner, Apprentice, Veteran, Expert, Master, Grandmaster, and Paragon.
He sighed deeply. "And after that comes the second layer: Lesser Demigod, Demigod, Legendary Demigod, Mythic Demigod, and finally, Ancient Demigod…"
- "Arrrrgh…" He groaned, resting his head on his hand. "Needless to say, that second layer's only for myths. If any exist in this era, I could count them on one hand—and still have fingers left."
He exhaled, resigned. "I've got a long road ahead."
- Another thing that surprised me is the lifespan of people here.
Common folk didn't live much longer than those in Evo's old world—around seventy to a hundred years—but things became serious once someone attained their first Existence class.
Beginner: 120–160 years
Apprentice: 180–220 years
Veteran: 250–310 years
Expert: 330–500 years
Master: 500–750 years
Grandmaster: 800–1,000 years
Paragon: 1,500–3,000 years
- As for the second layer, he muttered, "no one really knows… since that borders on the divine. No one knows if anyone's ever reached it—or if they even exist at all."
- There are also long-lived races like Dragons and Elves, but that's for another time, Evo said, sitting on his bed and gazing out the window.
- My family, currently known as the Ironbloods, is led by my mother—the Matriarch, Noeli Eylam.
- My father died before I was even born. During an expedition into a dungeon ranked 'Catastrophe'—one of the highest classifications—he was part of a special military division tasked with dungeon conquests.
- He wasn't as strong as his peers and ended up being killed by one of the monsters inside," Evo sighed. "That's what my mother and the household soldiers told me when I asked about him.
- After that, Mother lost all interest in relationships and dedicated herself completely to the family.
- Her treatment of me is, well… haaaah—'intense' would be the right word, Evo muttered.
- A lunatic in love with her son—would probably start a war for him, he added under his breath.
Still, a faint smile tugged at his lips.
- But… I'm genuinely grateful. She's the second wonderful mother I've had, and I'm thankful for that.
Then his gaze softened.
- Speaking of mothers… how is she doing? My sweet, gentle mom from before… Did my little brother or sister make it safely? I hope so. I kinda miss them.
His tone grew quiet, filled with longing.
Evo lay back on his bed, lost in memories of his past family.
But he had already accepted this new life with open arms, ready to move forward.
Maybe one day, when he was strong enough… he could see them again.
- Well, that's for the future. Now, the final part…
He sat up and extended a hand forward.
"This thing…"
- "Status window," he murmured.
A golden screen appeared before his eyes.
- This is the gift that voice gave me before sending me here.
In this world, a status window wasn't rare—everyone had one.
At least, that was true for ordinary people. Evo's, however, was… different.
Where most windows were crude—showing only basic stats like strength, mana, and current class—Evo's was polished and detailed, filled with features no one else had.
It displayed:
Levels, along with required experience;
Existence class progress and how far he was from the next stage;
Skill growth, Titles, Achievements, Authority, and even a Missions tab.
Evo stared at it in fascination.
Until his memories returned, he had only seen the regular version—nothing like this.
[ Divine Status ]
Name: Daniel Roberts [Former] → Evo Eylam [Current]
Age: 17 [Former] → 14 [Current]
Race: Human
Existence: [None] → Progress: Level 30
Level: 0
Experience: 10xp
Title: [Blessed by Time] → 0%
Strength: 13
Dexterity: 11
Perception: 21
Intelligence: 18
Charm: 20
Luck: 5
Skills: [Basic Sword Art] → 12%, [Eyes of Pride] → 0%
Authority: None
Element: None
Missions: None
- I don't really have a reference to tell if these stats are good or bad, but two things stand out, Evo said, narrowing his eyes.
First:
[Blessed by Time]
Information: Title granted to one who receives the Blessing of Time.
- Hmph. Straight to the point, huh? That's it? I was expecting something more grand, like some overpowered title every protagonist gets...
He sighed, shaking his head. "What was I expecting anyway? That everything would be easy now that I got my memories back?"
- He chuckled bitterly. Hahaha… I got scammed by my own expectations. Well, crying won't change anything. Next!
[Eyes of Pride]
Information: See through your target—through lies and truths alike.
Destroy illusions; only truth may stand before your gaze. View the information of your target.
- This… this will definitely come in handy,- Evo said, a sly grin forming as his eyes glinted sharply.
Knock, knock.
- "Come in!"
- Young Master Evo, said a maid, bowing politely. "The Madam requests your presence for lunch."
- I'm coming. Tell her I'll get ready and be down shortly.
- Of course, Young Master, the maid replied, bowing again before leaving.
Evo stretched his arms lazily.
- Huuummmm… alright, time to go see Mom," he said, heading to the bathroom.
"Today's gonna be a long day."