They say the world wasn't always like this. There was a time when people were ordinary—humans living their mundane lives without a hint of magic or wonder. But everything changed when the asteroid fell.
The sky burned red that night, and the earth trembled beneath its weight. From the chaos, humanity emerged… changed. People began to awaken powers—abilities beyond imagination. They called it the Awakening. Fire danced in their palms, storms swirled at their fingertips, and strength that could shatter mountains flowed through their veins.
But not me.
I was born into this magical world, yet I remained powerless. Sure, I had the aura—everyone does—but mine was faint, almost nonexistent. Where others soared, I stumbled. Where others commanded respect, I was ignored. Different. Alone. An outcast from the very start.
I spent years watching from the sidelines, pretending it didn't matter. Convincing myself I could live quietly, unnoticed. But fate has a cruel way of finding those who try to hide.
It happened on an ordinary day—a single moment that changed everything. I was caught in an accident. The screech of tires, the blinding light, the pain... and then, nothing.
I died. Or at least, I think I did.
But in that darkness, something stirred. A power unlike any other whispered my name, pulling me back. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer the same.
This is where my story begins—at the edge of death and the birth of something far greater.
For in a world of legends, monsters, and gods...
It takes someone who was nothing to become something impossible.