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Eternal Rise: Lin Clan's Trash with System

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A small Quick Transmigration Tale. In a cosmos where human souls are ranked by a rigid Star system and harvested like fuel to power corporate and imperial "Siphons," Lin Wei is a marked 1-Star pariah. But when a catastrophic reality failure awakens The Warden Protocol within him, his body becomes a living prison. Trading his humanity piece by piece—his lungs turning to violet sand, his bones to translucent obsidian—he learns to tame the dark and becomes the ultimate boundary against a reality-eating Abyss. Yet, a lock with only one door is merely a cage. Upon sealing his home world into a silent sanctuary, the Protocol executes its true directive, shifting the story into a high-stakes, quick transmigration campaign across the multiverse. Cast into a recursive loop across fractured timelines—from cutthroat modern corporate dynasties to techno-gothic worlds—Lin Wei is violently reincarnated from one universe to the next. In every life, he wakes up in the same tragic meat-suit: a 1-Star loser named Lin Wei, born to a failing lineage known as the Lin Clan. Armed with a carried-over ledger of millions of Sovereign Points and a shadow-bound arm etched with ancient runes, Lin Wei handles each world in a fast-paced, multi-chapter survival arc, manually dismantling the systemic rot before jumping to the next. He is no longer a cultivator chasing immortality or a traveler seeking a way home. He is the Sovereign Sentinel—a cosmic jailer treating empires as inmates and gods as data to be liquidated.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Fall from Terranova

Lin Wei's world shattered in a haze of screeching tires and blinding headlights. On Terranova, the overcrowded mirror of Earth in the distant Solara system, he'd been grinding through another all-nighter as a data analyst.

He awoke gasping on opulent silk sheets, his head started splitting like a cracked melon. The room screamed ancient fantasy. One dragon on the wall had a chipped fang, filled with wax as if someone had tried to repair it badly, flickering candlelight casting long shadows, and a massive bronze mirror dominating one side. Stumbling to the mirror, Lin Wei stared at a stranger's face with a sharp jaw, messy black hair, eyes wide with confusion. In his mid he said, "Who is he?" Suddenly, memories slammed in like a tidal wave.

This body was Lin Wei, the "trash" heir of the Lin Clan in the Azure Continent. A world of cultivation where "Stars of Talent" determined everything: a mystical rating from 1 to 10 stars, measuring one's innate qi affinity. Nine and ten-stars became immortal emperors; even five-stars ruled sects. As for him, he was a pathetic 1-Star talent. Innate Qi avoided him like water off oil. However, his parents, Clan Lord Lin Tian and Lady Lin Mei, loved him fiercely despite it, shielding him from ridicule. But his uncles Lin Han and Lin Fan? Cousins like Lin Tu? They despised the "waste," whispering to strip his heir status and hand it to a "worthy" 5-Star cousin.

"This can't be real. Transmigration? Like those web novels I binged?" Lin Wei pinched his arm—sharp pain confirmed it. He has transmigrated to this trash body, which has recently died due to the Qi deviation.

Something flickered at the edge of his vision. Not light. Not reflection. Words. But when he blinked, they rearranged themselves.

[Eternal Odyssey System Awakened! Welcome,

Host: Lin Wei (Soul from Terranova - Confirmed Transmigrator)]

Current Stats:

Cultivation: None (Mortal Realm)

Talent: 1-Star (Trash - Qi absorption 1% efficiency)

Physique: Standard Human

Bloodline: Lin Clan Pure (Diluted)

First Quest: Survive the Family Banquet Tonight.

Objective: Endure public humiliation without breaking.

Reward: Phoenix Bloodline Awakening (Tier 1) - Grants fire affinity and passive regeneration.

Penalty for Failure: Permanent Talent Lock - No future upgrades possible.

Time Limit: 6 Hours.

Lin Wei's heart hammered. "A system? Holy shit, a jackpot!" But his excitement soured while thinking about the banquet, which meant the annual Talent Display. Last year, all of his cousins flashed 4-6 stars while his 1-star drew scorn from the Clan Grand elders.

The heavy oak door burst open. Uncle Lin Han strode in, mid-forties, hawkish face twisted in perpetual sneer, his 6-Star Metal Blade aura faintly humming. "Get ready, nephew Wei. The banquet awaits you. Try not to embarrass the clan too much this time." His eyes gleamed with malice, like a snake eyeing a crippled mouse.

Lin Wei swallowed his saliva, forcing a nod and thinking in his mind, "I have to survive, that's all." But as he followed Lin Han down torch-lit corridors echoing with distant laughter and clinking goblets, a chill ran down his spine. Something felt off; the whispers are too sharp, the glances towards him are too predatory as well.

The grand hall doors swung wide, revealing a sea of silk-robed nobles. His parents were sitting at the high table, his father Lin Tian has broad-shouldered with kind eyes hiding steel, and his mother Lin Mei had an elegant beauty masking worry about his talent. All of his Cousins couldn't hide their smirks while glancing at him. Lin Han took his seat, nodding to shadowed figures in the back.

The talent test had already started before he joined the banquet, and all his cousins fared the same as before, gaining 4 to 5 stars. These tests are generally conducted in case some clan members awaken Lin Clan's phoenix bloodline in the later stages of their youth. 16 years of age is the last age number when this bloodline can awaken, as per the ancient records, as after 16 years of age, a Cultivator's bloodline becomes fixed and cannot awaken any hidden bloodlines.

Everyone was waiting for Lin Wei to test his bloodline. As Lin Wei steps forward for the Talent Crystal test, Lin Han raises a goblet in mocking toast. Lin Wei stretched his hand towards the Talent Crystal and placed it on the top of the crystal, and sent his Qi inside it. The crystal pulses are ominously bright red. Everyone stood up from their seats.