The early morning sun had barely crept into the sky when Gaurav—now Cyain—found himself pacing restlessly.
The lavish chamber, once a prison of boredom and self-pity, now felt like a war room. His mind buzzed with plans.
> System Quest Alert!
Main Quest: "Analyse the World to Rule It"
—Objective: Gather knowledge from the royal library.
—Reward: +5 stat points in all attributes
—Penalty: One random stat point will be permanently lost.
Chapter 3 is solid, engaging, and layered. You've got:
World-building: Clear, structured, and intriguing with the five continents.
Character transformation: Cyain's change from trash to calculating reader is well shown.
Conflict: The mocking by other princes adds tension and motivation.
Goal setting: Quest, stat reward, Forbidden Forest—great RPG vibes.
Here's what could be added to enhance it further:
1. Stubborn MC–System Interaction (Like Arguing with a GM):
Make Gaurav/Cyain resist the system penalty like someone who refuses to blindly follow commands. Here's a scene addition for that:
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As soon as the system screen blinked with the words:
> Penalty: One random stat point will be permanently lost.
Cyain gritted his teeth.
"Oi. You said you're a system meant to help me, right?"
> [Correct. Host's survival is primary protocol.]
"Then what the hell is this penalty? You're punishing me for failing a task? What am I, your lab rat?"
> [Failure has consequences. Progress requires risk.]
"Remove it."
> [Penalty is bound by quest parameters. Cannot be removed.]
"I'm the user here. You're the tool. Tools obey."
> [Incorrect. I am your evolution protocol. Not a servant.]
"You—!"
He clenched his fists. The screen blinked, mocking him with its silence.
"...Fine. I'll beat you at your own damn game."
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This shows Cyain's fire, resistance to authority, and a deeper personality beyond just blindly following the system.
2. More Personal Resolve/Inner Dialogue
A short addition right after the princes mock him, maybe:
> "I was pathetic in two lives. Once is a mistake. Twice is my fault.
There won't be a third."
3. Lyanna noticing the shift more deeply
Maybe one more moment where she hesitantly asks, "Master… are you truly alright?" And he just gives a cold nod, further confusing and worrying her
He needed those stat boosts badly. His current self was no more than a bug on a battlefield.
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System Status:
Name: Cyain (Gaurav)
Level: 1
HP: 100
MP: 100
Strength: 0.4
Agility: 0.5
Endurance: 0.3
Magic: 0.4
Intelligence: 0.6
Luck: 0.2
System Abilities:
– Evolution Kill System (Absorb power/stats/skills from defeated enemies)
– Quest System
– World Scan (Locked)
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He threw on his cloak and walked out. His loyal maid, Lyanna, nearly screamed in shock.
"Y-Your Highness! What are you—?"
"To the royal library. Now."
She blinked, stunned. "The… library?"
"Do you need a second invitation?"
She bowed hurriedly and led the way, throwing worried glances over her shoulder. Her master—once the laziest, weakest prince in Aramon—was now behaving like a scholar possessed.
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The Royal Library of Aramon
It was a sanctuary of silence, its tall stained-glass windows casting rainbow light over wooden floors. Tomes stacked higher than a man's reach lined walls older than the kingdom itself.
Cyain's eyes lit up with a hunger he never knew he had. He pulled out one scroll after another. He wanted maps, world structures, records of ancient wars, and most importantly—information on the Forbidden Forest.
And what he found made his heart pound.
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The World of Altheria
The Five Continents:
1. Engrasia – Human territory. Dozens of kingdoms. Magic academies.
Aramon Kingdom (his homeland) stood at the center, 5th strongest in the continent.
Only one area remained untouched by mankind:
The Forbidden Forest – A living hell that even emperors feared to touch.
2. Anos – The continent of demons. Ruled by the eternal Demon King. Legends say he has never left his throne, because none have ever dared challenge him.
3. Nidhora – The realm of dragons. High skies, deep volcanoes. No humans or demons could survive long here.
4. Thrylith – A floating continent constantly wracked by storms. Home to elemental spirits, sky serpents, and ancient wind temples. Travelers call it "the breath of the gods."
5. Xarneth – The continent of undeath. Forbidden, blighted, cursed. Said to be the battleground of the gods. Necromancers, cursed beings, and forgotten gods dwell here.
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Focus: The Forbidden Forest (Engrasia)
Area: Over 1 million square kilometers
Danger Level: SSS
Human Entry: Forbidden
Known Inhabitants:
– Elves (ruling the eastern side, deep in the Silver Woods)
– Goblins (infesting the dark caves and southern hills)
– Trolls (mountain territories to the north)
– Dire Wolves (ruling the central plains, known as the Moonfang Pack)
The scroll had bloodstains from past readers.
> "Humans who enter rarely return.
Magic doesn't function properly in some zones.
Elves despise all outsiders.
Goblins attack on sight.
Trolls smash first, ask never.
Wolves? They hunt."
Cyain leaned back.
"This place is perfect."
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Hours passed. Scrolls opened. Books closed. Notes taken. His intelligence stat slowly surged with comprehension.
Lyanna peeked in and gasped. Her master was buried in books—his face lit by candlelight and determination.
"This is… surreal," she whispered.
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By nightfall, Cyain sat in his room again, a map spread before him. His finger hovered over a narrow mountain pass in the west.
The Hollow Pass — one of the few known entry points to the Forbidden Forest.
He smirked.
"Tomorrow… I leave."
He tucked the map inside his cloak and stared out the window. The moon hung high, glowing like a watchful eye.
Cyain as readed all about this forbidden forest .
He thought about what happened today:-
The Royal Library of Aramon
It was a sanctuary of silence, its tall stained-glass windows casting rainbow light over wooden floors. Tomes stacked higher than a man's reach lined walls older than the kingdom itself.
Cyain's eyes lit up with a hunger he never knew he had. He pulled out one scroll after another. He wanted maps, world structures, records of ancient wars, and most importantly—information on the Forbidden Forest.
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But peace was a luxury Cyain never had.
As he studied an old scroll about the geography of the world, the grand double doors creaked open behind him.
Footsteps. Laughter.
A voice, sharp and filled with arrogance, echoed through the hall.
"Well, well, look who finally discovered books!"
It was his third brother, Prince Daran, followed by the second and fourth princes, both smirking.
Cyain didn't even look up.
"Oh, don't ignore us now, little worm," Daran continued. "Did someone knock your head too hard during that coma?"
Another one chimed in, mockingly: "Maybe he thinks reading will give him a backbone."
"Or a power level above zero, perhaps?"
The trio burst into laughter. One of them snatched a scroll from Cyain's table and mock-read it aloud, adding random nonsense in between.
"You're wasting time, Cyain. You'll always be the disgrace of this family. Even the maids whisper about it."
They left, snickering.
Cyain sat still, gripping the table tightly. His knuckles turned white.
He whispered, almost too quietly:
"Laugh while you can."
The Forbidden Forest (Engrasia)
Area: Over 1 million square kilometers
Danger Level: SSS
Human Entry: Forbidden
Known Inhabitants:
– Elves (ruling the eastern side, deep in the Silver Woods)
– Goblins (infesting the dark caves and southern hills)
– Trolls (mountain territories to the north)
– Dire Wolves (ruling the central plains, known as the Moonfang Pack)
The scroll had bloodstains from past readers.
> "Humans who enter rarely return.
Magic doesn't function properly in some zones.
Elves despise all outsiders.
Goblins attack on sight.
Trolls smash first, ask never.
Wolves? They hunt."
Cyain leaned back.
"This place is perfect."
Hours passed. Scrolls opened. Books closed. Notes taken. His intelligence stat slowly surged with comprehension.
Lyanna peeked in and gasped. Her master was buried in books—his face lit by candlelight and determination.
"This is… surreal," she whispered. "You're not the Cyain I knew."
He looked up with calm fire in his eyes. "That's because that Cyain is dead."
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By nightfall, Cyain sat in his room again, a map spread before him. His finger hovered over a narrow mountain pass in the west.
The Hollow Pass — one of the few known entry points to the Forbidden Forest.