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Chapter 2 - Magic Ranks and The First Village

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[Now — Transmigrating host back to first arrival in Alkaryn.]

Huh?

Everything went black. No senses. No hands. No limbs.

Then--

A light — both far and impossibly close

Suddenly—like a dam breaking, light bombarding his eyes all at once

The senses--came back.

The limbs.

The heart thumping every second.

The feeling of cold wet grass beneath his feet.

He observed—taking it all in.

The wet grass beneath his feet. The cold and humid breeze of the air. And the sounds of other beings--insects or birds chirping. Falling in his ears.

He understood—he'd come back three years into the past

Three years—to where it all started. To when he was suddenly transported between worlds.

One moment he was a normal mid-level staff doing the menial paperwork, to next being in a fantasy world with magic. It all was new to him back then.

The magic—The shadows—The heat of the sun that can be created by a high-level magic user or a King-rank. 

But now? Everything was just another possibility for him. The magic—The shadows moving. The heat of the sun—created by king level users. All of it diluted in his head by now—just another day.

But what was new to him, was—

[CUCKMASTER 101] [Advanced model]

[Transmigration successful!]

[Congrats boss! You've been transmigrated back to 3 years ago, where it all started.]

[Next options:

NTR a bad guy to get his powers (recommended)

Try using magic. (You don't have any!)

Get a meal.]

Clare was trying to understand what it is. He stared holes into the blue pop up screen in front of him with these messages.

"How come is it that you can speak yourself directly into my mind?" One brow up.

Waited...

Silence..

No reply came.

Then—

A gurgle.

The sound of Clare's stomach.

Along with it came the pop up of the system.

[CUCKMASTER 101]

[System status: Recharged. (Full of energy)]

[Host status: Mildly hungry (won't die)]

[CUCKMASTER 101's COMMENT: Noodles it is!]

Looking at the status Clare sighed. 

"Won't die? Haha sure buddy. You're a sentient being, you don't know what it feels like to be hungry. Come into my shoes and you'd understand. Haah!"

[System comment: ...]

Looking at the system Clare sighed again. 

"Haah ok alright. Forget about the system. Let's first get something to eat."

Clare turned toward the nearest village on the forest's edge, guided only by the memories he'd carried over from his first arrival in this world—the very timeline that had once almost driven him to despair.

Legs crunching over the small twigs fallen from branches.

Crunch! Husk! 

Stepping over many such crunches and leaves bed created by the forest, Clare reached towards the entrance of the village. 

Except there was no entrance—no fences.

Only houses and streets—one after another.

Then—Beauties—some older, some younger.

Some in their 30s while some in their 40s. 

But in this world unlike my previous one, age didn't matter much since the look of a 30-year-olds and 50–60-year-olds looked the same. There wasn't much of a difference.

And they only started looking old once they reached their 80s. That too if they are a non-magic user.

The lifespan of humans varies by a large degree here. Some looking like they are in their 40s who are actually over a hundred, while others in their eighties already appear older

Looks and features all mattered here based on the level of the magic user.

Foundational Ranks (Mortal Tier)

Peasant – Faint traces of mana; baseline human.

Apprentice – First sparks of magic; beginner incantations.

Intermediate – Basic spells learned; can manipulate basic elements.

High – Proficient in magic; small-scale spell combat.

Advanced – Capable of enchantments, barriers, and spell chaining.

Advancement II – Transitional stage; body and mind start adapting to true magic.

Mage Ranks (Arcane Tier)

Mage – Fully recognized spellcaster; masters a magic domain.

Higher Mage – Wields specialty in his magic domain; may train others.

King – Vast mana reserves; can alter landscapes.

Higher King – Dominates battlefields with singular spells; feared regionally.

Sovereign Ranks (Sovereign Tier)

Emperor – Controls magic on a continental level; mythic presence.

Higher Emperor – Can rival natural disasters; creates magical relics.

Mage King – Fusion of royal bloodline and ancient magic.

Mage King II – Awakened version with divine essence or legacy.

Mage Emperor – Wields empire-altering magic; possibly immortal.

Then–comes the true powerhouses of the world–the ones that can destroy generations of hard work with one mere flick.

They are also considered to be non-existent. 

"Well, I only came to hear about them two years after I entered this world. And that too due to my connections as a great medic and businessman."

Transcendent Ranks (God Tier)

Dragon Emperor – Has merged dragon essence with arcane mastery; spells reshape reality.

Dragon – Final stage; becomes a living primordial force of destruction and wisdom. No longer bound by mortal or magical laws.

[System comment: .. ]

"No, Not again!"

[System comment: You're even below Peasant-rank on the magic scale.]

[Recommendation from CUCKMASTER 101: Focus on filling your belly first. Heroics can wait.]

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