I opened my eyes.
Beneath me — a glowing magic circle. Around me — dozens of robed people with wide, anxious eyes. The building looked like it was carved out of pure gold, shining so bright I thought I'd woken up in some overhyped anime.
Next to me were a guy with glasses and a girl in a ridiculous school uniform.
I reached for my back —The wound was gone.
Warm. No pain. No blood. Like it never happened.But I remembered dying.Clearly.
A fat guy with a crown waddled out of the crowd. His face looked like a slug grew a beard and declared itself royalty.
"Welcome, my dear guests! You've been summoned to this world to defeat the Demon King!"
I blinked.
"Who the hell wrote this? Some 15-year-old kid?"
Before I could even sigh, the glasses guy next to me started freaking out — clapping, laughing, practically having an protagonist meltdown.
Then the girl joined in.Tears in her eyes. Like this was some fairytale moment.
Me? I just sat there.
No excitement. No awe. Just a cold, sinking feeling.
Back on Earth, I had it all — strength, status, fear.And now?
Now I'm just some bootleg RPG character in a golden playpen.Dragged here without consent.
The fatass with the crown raised his arms like he was summoning applause and declared:
"Bring forth the magic orb for talent evaluation!"
His servants wheeled out a clear, glassy sphere — like some oversized snow globe of destiny.
First in line? Of course, the glasses boy.
Always first.
Always eager.
He practically breathes like he has plot armor stitched into his lungs.
I hated him the moment he smiled.Too smug. Too self-important.The kind of guy who lives longer just because the universe plays favorites.
He touched the orb — and it lit up like a damn rave.
Smoke curled inside, colors spiraled.It pulsed through every shade of the rainbow — like someone jammed a pride parade into a crystal ball.
Then came the dramatic gasp.
"ASTOUNDING!" the king-blob roared."
You possess:
[Sword Talent – Rank S]: Rapid growth in all blade-related skills!
[Hero – Rank SSS]: EXP gain multiplied several times! "
The crowd went wild.Clapping. Screaming.Like someone just found Jesus.
And that four-eyed dork?
He cried.
Tears.
Real ones. Like a toddler who just met his favorite waifu.
Disgusting.
Next up was the girl.
I glanced at her from behind —Not gonna lie, the uniform hugged her just right.Better than my own girlfriend back on Earth.And trust me, my girl had a body that started fights.
She stepped up to the orb like she was about to answer a math problem in front of class. Nervous. Fidgety.
Then she touched it—And the king's jaw hit the floor like a sack of bricks.
"This can't be possible!!" he bellowed.
[Magic Talent – Rank S]: Learns magic several times faster
[Hero – Rank SSS]: EXP gain multiplied several times
[Luck – Rank X]: Blessed by the literal gods of probability. Even a 1-in-infinity chance will happen to her.
TALENT RANK X
The room went absolutely feral.People screaming, clapping like drunk cultists, eyes glowing with worship.
And she? She just stood there, blushing like someone just confessed their undying love.
Then came my turn.
I wasn't exactly thrilled.Touching glowing balls to save some off-brand fantasy world from a "Demon King"? Yeah, no thanks.But... curiosity's a bitch.
I needed to know what my talent was.And more than that —I wanted those two clowns to see what real power looked like.
I walked up.Placed my hand on the orb.
It exploded with light.Blinding. Blazing. Like the sun had decided to burst out of a glass ball.People gasped. Guards reached for their swords.Even the damn ceiling glowed.
Oh yeah. This is it. Divine-level. God-tier. Time to kneel, peasants.
The king leaned forward, eyes wide, reading the result.
"…Hmm. Not bad," he mumbled.
[Hero – Rank SSS]: EXP gain multiplied several times.
I blinked.
Huh?