Name: Esdras Varthos

Class: apprentice mage Lv.0 (10/30 EXP)

Physique: 1

Agility: 1

Intelligence: 1

Spirituality: 0 (+2)Mana: 1

Mystical talent: 0

Martial talent: 0historical

Esdras marveled at the system, which was obviously a manifestation of the divine shard the fused with his soul.

But he was also dismayed at the stats that he saw. The worst part was the talent values which he did not expect to see.

He focused his mind on the two values and saw an extended explanation.

Mystical talent, refers to the maximum potential that could be achieved by a living being. This includes all magical and mystical arts.

Martial talent, refers to the maximum potential that could be achieved by a living being. This includes all martial arts and techniques.

It was pretty much what he expected. But there was one thing that bothered him.

Esdras was tested for his talent before and after joining the mage tower, so how come his mystical talent was measured as zero? It should at least be one.

His uncle could have faked the first result to ship him off but he couldn't have faked the second one. Furthermore, his uncle wouldn't dare to try and deceive a mage no matter what.

However when he thought about it he came up with a guess, it's because he did not know the standers of the system, or rather the divine shard.

To the denizens of this world he may be considered to have a little bit of talent but to the system, he was absolute trash.

Well, that was all about to change now.

[Assimilation at 50%. Complete the process?]

"Yes!"

Esdras felt an explosion going off in his head, he felt the fusion between his body and soul with the divine shard. And then a heat wave washed all over him, his entire existence flashed before his eyes.

Esdras was a keyboard warrior on Earth, but he was not as normal as he might seem. He was from a special family.

He was from a family of wealth and success but that fortune wasn't entirely natural.

His ancestor followed a fallen meteor and in the spot where it fell, he found a mysterious stone slab. The slab was engraved with strange symbols and patterns.

As he observed the stone slab he felt healthier and smarter although he did not understand the symbols on it he knew that it was valuable so he took it and passed it in the family for nine generations.

His family obtained greater intelligence as time went on and built a great empire of wealth and prosperity that continued to grow one generation after another.

As they got into the modern age, his grandfather who was deeply fascinated by the stone slab decided to perform tests on it.

He brought machine guns and explosives trying to pry the stone slab open but it did not leave even a scratch.

As for Esdras, everyone in the family said that he shared his grandfather's obsession. And he agreed. He always thought there was more to the stone slab than just increasing intelligence.

And he was right.

When he tried to write down the symbols on the stone slab he would always forget some parts even when he was looking directly at them.

So instead of that he focused his attention on the biggest and central symbol on it. The more he looked at it the more complicated it became in his mind but he was getting closer.

He knew something was bound to happen when he could fully construct the symbol in his mind.

On that fateful day he finally did it. He looked at the stone slab through a bulletproof glass casing, even though it didn't need it.

But something happened when he completed the symbol in his mind the stone slate started shining.

Then it turned into many specks of light and passed through the casing as if it didn't exist. The stone slab disappeared completely.

Before he could do anything, the light particles rushed into him and his mind went into a trance.

It fused with his soul, and he was bombarded with information, now he knew what the stone slab was, it was a shard of a divine spark left behind by a god-like being known as the Planeswalkers who dominated the universe in the ancient past.

Esdras woke up feeling refreshed, better than ever. He called in his mind 'status'!

Name: Esdras Varthos

Race: Human (world wyrm)

Class: apprentice mage Lv.0 (0/30 EXP)

Physique: 1

Agility: 1

Intelligence: 2

Spirituality: 3

Mana: 0

Origin points: 10

EXP: 0

Mystical talent: 0 (0/1 OP)

Martial talent: 0 (0/1 OP)

Esdras pondered on this changed, unexpectedly he did not become a peerless being immediately.

There was a new skill page but he did not check it out immediately.

He was not down for long he just had to work with what he had, which was plenty. The key here was that he could actually improve his talent by spending Origin points.

Esdras was going to focus on the mystical talent because he always liked playing sorcerers and mages in games.

Moreover he honestly did not like the idea of fighting someone with a sword from a close distance.

However the main reason was that the most mainstream in this world were mages, they held the highest social standing.

Esdras upgraded his mystical talent by one.

Mystical talent: 1 (0/2 OP)

However the next upgrade costs more, he pressed on.

Mystical talent: 2 (0/3 OP)

Again!

Mystical talent: 3 (0/8 OP)

Esdras eyes widened at the price of the next upgrade with has become out of his reach so he fixed his attention on the martial talent.

Martial talent: 1 (0/2 OP)

Esdras had three Origin Points left he could upgrade the martial talent one more time but he stopped himself.

He decided to save on the remaining points until he figured out how to farm them and he had a feeling that it was not going to be easy.

Esdras looked at his hands, he didn't feel any different at all. ''What's going on? Was it a scam?!'

Somehow he had this absurd thought before convulsing and falling down face first.

'Fuck, I'm tired of passing out..'