[Tokyo – Present Day]
Rain trickled against the windowpane of the cramped Tokyo office like time bleeding away.
Kaito Ren sat alone in the glow of a flickering monitor, eyes bloodshot, back aching.
Stacks of reports surrounded him like tombstones.
"Deadline's at midnight," his manager's voice had echoed hours ago. "Don't screw it up, Kaito."
Now it was past two. The building was silent except for the hum of machines and the occasional click of his mouse.
He rubbed his temples.
"What am I doing with my life?"
He was 27. No family. No girlfriend. No real friends. Wake up, commute, suffer, repeat.
His last meal had been vending machine udon. It still sat like a stone in his stomach.
He looked at the gray Tokyo skyline through the window. Lightning flashed. Thunder rumbled like a warning.
That's when the pain hit—
Sudden. Violent.
His chest clenched. Vision blurred.
He gasped, clutching at the desk, but his body was betraying him.
Heart attack.
He knew.
He collapsed, cheek hitting cold linoleum. No one would find him until morning.
His last thought wasn't fear.
It was… relief.
"Maybe… I can finally rest."
[??? – Darkness]
There was no sound.
No light.
Only floating.
Kaito existed without a body, a soul adrift in a sea of silence.
Then—
A voice echoed through the void.
> [Soul recognized: Kaito Ren.]
[Cause of death: Cardiac failure. Age at death: 27.]
[Rebirth initiated: 7th Prince of Alvaris Empire.]
[100,000x Miracle System activated.]
[System Binding: Complete.]
What?
> [Warning: System shall remain hidden from all detection. Full autonomy granted.]
Then—light.
---
[Magical World – Alvaris Empire, Royal Palace]
"He's crying!"
"It's a boy!"
"Quick, the Empress mustn't know!"
Kaelion Alvaris gasped, air filling new lungs. He screamed—not in fear, but in shock.
He was reborn.
Tiny limbs. Muffled sounds. Soft blankets.
He couldn't speak, but his mind was racing. The system… he remembered the voice.
> [Welcome, Host.]
[100,000x Miracle System Online.]
Only he could see it.
> [Level: 0 | Strength: 0 | Skills: None]
[World Setting: Magical Realm – S-Rank Danger]
[Recommendation: Remain hidden. Develop power silently.]
Kaelion Alvaris. That was his new name.
Born to a concubine in the royal palace—technically royalty, but barely.
He heard whispers around him.
"Another useless prince."
"Born from a servant girl. He'll be sent to a countryside estate."
Good.
Let them look down on him.
Let them forget him.
He would rise in the shadows.
---
[Age 3 – Hidden Prodigy]
The Alvaris Palace was vast—like a maze of gold, silk, and secrets. Servants bowed to his older siblings, but barely glanced at him.
Kaelion didn't mind.
He pretended to be slow. He played with bugs. He acted clumsy.
But in secret?
He was learning.
> [New Skill Acquired: Mana Sense – Level 1 → 100,000x → Level 10,000]
[New Trait Unlocked: Silent Thought – Mind Processing Speed +10,000%]
The first time he touched a magical crystal, his body surged.
> [Mana Absorption – Level 1 → Level MAX]
By age 3, he could feel every magical vein in the palace. He knew where the guards hid their keys. Where treasures were kept. Where assassins sometimes slipped in at night.
He trained alone, casting spells silently under moonlight.
> [Fireball – Level 1 → Level MAX]
[Stealth Cloak – Level 1 → Level MAX]
He even found a secret library in the east wing.
He read tomes meant for Archmages. Memorized battle formations. Learned about the outer races—Elves of the Skywood, Dwarves of Forgevale, the winged Valkyn tribes, and even the Demon Clans beyond the Shadow Mountains.
The world was vast… and he wanted to see it.
But not yet.
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[Age 5 – First Threat]
One evening, a snake slithered into his chamber. Poisoned. Controlled.
He was supposed to die quietly.
A prince dying to a snake bite? Nothing new.
But Kaelion was ready.
He caught the serpent mid-strike and crushed it with his hand.
> [Physical Strength – Level 1 → Level 50,000]
He didn't scream.
Didn't alert the guards.
He burned the corpse. Silently. Precisely.
> [Flame Whisper – Level 1 → Level MAX]
Someone wanted him dead.
He smiled in the dark.
Good.
That meant they still underestimated him.
---
[Age 6 – The Royal Academy Looms]
At age six, every noble child entered the "Dawnlight Preparatory Academy," a school of magic, swordsmanship, and politics.
Most trained for years before even passing the entrance test.
Kaelion?
He just nodded.
> [System Upgrade Unlocked: Passive Growth Multiplier]
[All passive skills now gain experience automatically – x100,000]
He simply breathed, and his body improved.
He walked through the garden, and the wind whispered secrets to him.
But he still played dumb.
Let them call him weak. Let them think he was a failure.
He was already stronger than most of the royal court.
---
[One Night, Under the Stars]
Kaelion sat on the rooftop of his estate, legs dangling.
The sky was vast here. Beautiful. Unpolluted. So many stars.
He thought of Tokyo.
The blinding lights. The gray buildings. The dull, lifeless routine.
He wasn't just reborn. He was freed.
And this time—he wouldn't waste it.
He would explore everything. Learn every race. Every culture. Every secret.
He would travel to the floating cities. Speak to dragons. Battle demons.
Fall in love. Maybe more than once.
And when the time was right… when the world faced a true crisis…
He would reveal himself.
---
> [System Notice: Global Threat Detected – Demon Emperor Stirring in the Shadow Realms.]
[Timeline: 5 years until invasion.]
[Heroes shall be summoned from another world.]
Kaelion blinked.
Heroes? From Earth?
Other people like him were coming?
He grinned.
Let them come.
He'd meet them. Befriend them. Or destroy them—if they got in his way.
But first—he had to get into the 9academy… without standing out.
---
📚 Chapter 2: The Silver Flame and the Silent Garden
The moonlight filtered softly through the glass dome above the palace's inner garden, casting an ethereal glow across the silver leaves of the spiritwood trees. A gentle wind rustled through the enchanted flora, whispering secrets of ancient times.
Kael Valen sat beneath the largest tree, pretending to meditate. In truth, his mind was fully engaged with the hidden interface only he could see—lines of glowing runes, graphs, and notifications blinking within his vision.
> [Status Update: Physical Power increased by 200,000x]
[Skill Acquired: Ether Breath - Rank SSS]
[System Evolution Progress: 3.8%]
He exhaled slowly. Still too early to show anything.
Around him, the world slumbered, yet Kael remained vigilant. Hiding his monstrous power wasn't just a choice—it was survival. The Kingdom of Elyndra was filled with wonders and terrors. From phoenix-born emperors to mind-bending warlocks, there were beings who would covet or fear his power if they ever knew the truth.
He was the hidden dragon in a world of soaring beasts.
But tonight, the stillness broke.
A faint hum reached his ears, almost like singing—soft, wordless, pure. Kael stood, brushing dust from his robes, his gaze drawn toward the sound. It came from the far end of the Silent Garden, a place even nobles avoided after dark. The flora there bloomed only under moonlight, and some whispered the spirits of old heroes danced among them.
He walked slowly, keeping his steps silent. As he approached, the song grew clearer. And then—he saw her.
A girl stood at the heart of the garden, bare feet brushing the dew-laced grass. Her silver hair shimmered like moonlight, cascading down her back in soft waves. She wore a long pale blue gown that clung to her figure like water to silk. A single white spirit butterfly rested on her shoulder.
She danced slowly, not for an audience, but for herself—eyes closed, lips parting with gentle hums that wove into the night.
Kael forgot to breathe.
> [New Presence Detected]
[Analyzing... Error. Unable to identify lifeform.]
[Warning: Unknown Signature Interfering with System]
His eyes narrowed.
What are you?
Just then, she stopped. Her eyes opened—pale violet, glowing faintly. "You've been watching."
Kael straightened. "I was... just passing by."
She tilted her head, amused. "Is that so, Prince Kael?"
He froze. He had never introduced himself.
She smiled softly. "You don't belong to this world... not completely. You carry the scent of stars and something far older."
Now Kael was truly alert. That was not something anyone should sense. Not unless—
"Who are you?" he asked, his tone sharp.
She didn't answer directly. Instead, she turned and walked to a small stone bench, motioning for him to sit. He followed, eyes cautious but intrigued.
"I am Lysaria," she finally said, "a spiritborn. Half human, half elemental flame."
Kael blinked. Spiritborns were rare—almost extinct. Born of natural forces and human ancestors, they were connected to ancient elemental veins that ran beneath the world's crust.
"I live here," she added casually. "In the Silent Garden."
"That's not in any record."
She laughed softly. "Of course not. The court doesn't like things it can't control. So they pretend I don't exist."
She looked at him again, this time more intensely. "But you... you smell like a thousand lives burning at once."
Kael raised an eyebrow. "I shower."
Lysaria laughed—a sound like the chime of ice on crystal. "You're funny. I like that."
> [Affinity with Lysaria +10]
[Flirt Option Unlocked: "Want to burn together?"]
He snorted at the system's prompt. "What kind of system is this..."
"You were talking to yourself," she teased, scooting closer.
Kael recovered quickly. "Maybe I was talking to you in my mind."
"Oh?" She leaned closer, violet eyes gleaming. "Then tell me—what am I thinking now?"
He smirked. "You're thinking you want to kiss me but can't figure out if I'm too dangerous."
Lysaria blinked... then laughed again. "You're definitely dangerous, Kael Valen. But not for the reason you think."
He felt the tension ease. Her aura, though mysterious, didn't carry hostility. Instead, it hummed with old power—like an ancient song remembered only by the wind.
She stood, brushing her dress. "I'll see you again. The stars said so."
Then, in a blink of silver light, she vanished—leaving only the faint warmth where she'd stood.
Kael stared at the spot for a long moment.
> [New Quest Unlocked: "The Flame Who Dreams" – Find out Lysaria's true purpose]
[Reward: ???]
He ran a hand through his hair. "And just like that... the second mystery woman enters."
---
The Next Morning
Kael sat at breakfast, half-listening to the Chancellor drone on about diplomacy with the Northen Tribes. Across the hall, Princess Aerina—his fiery, tsundere cousin and the first heroine—glared at him suspiciously. She had caught him sneaking back from the gardens last night.
"You look... well rested," she muttered.
Kael smiled. "You look like you missed me."
She turned red. "I did not! Who would miss an idiot prince who vanishes after curfew?!"
He leaned close, voice low. "So you were waiting for me...?"
She smacked his arm with a bread roll.
> [Affinity with Aerina +5]
[Title Earned: Tease Lord]
Kael chuckled. Life in the palace was dangerous—but in very different ways.
One girl burned with fire and stars.
Another flared with jealous sparks.
And his system?
It whispered that this was only the beginning.
📚 Chapter 3: A Day in the Life of a Hidden Monster
Morning in the Royal Capital of Elyndra was a slow-burning spectacle. Sunlight spilled over golden rooftops, birds sang in four-part harmony, and magical carriages hummed gently through the cobbled streets. In the royal palace, life moved with a graceful rhythm—measured, refined, almost rehearsed.
Except for one person.
Prince Kael Valen.
Currently… asleep.
In his chambers, chaos reigned.
Pillows on the floor. A half-eaten pastry sat on his desk beside a glowing spellbook. His royal robe dangled from the chandelier. Kael himself was twisted in his silken sheets, snoring softly with one arm hanging off the bed.
> [Wake-Up Timer Activated: 7:00 AM]
[Reminder: Sword Practice, Royal Etiquette Class, and Lunch with Princess Aerina]
A soft bell chimed.
Kael groaned. "Five more minutes..."
> [Punishment Protocol Engaged: Cold Shower Summoning]
"No wai—!!"
A burst of icy water dropped from thin air, soaking him instantly.
"ARGHH—SYSTEM!!"
He shot upright, hair dripping, eyes wide. The water vanished in an instant, replaced by a small glowing orb hovering beside his head.
> [Good morning, host. You snored for 73 minutes. That is 13% louder than yesterday.]
Kael grumbled, peeling himself out of bed. "Can't believe I coded sarcasm into my own system..."
He moved through his routine: shower, brushing his teeth with a self-cleaning crystal wand, then pulling on his uniform—navy blue tunic with golden trim, black pants, and a white cloak stitched with stardust thread.
He looked good.
He always did.
— 7:40 AM: Royal Courtyard —
Kael arrived at the royal courtyard just as Sir Grell, the elderly sword instructor, began warm-ups with the young nobles.
"Prince Kael," the knight barked. "Late again?"
Kael smiled, stretching lazily. "Fashionably."
"You're the Crown's shadow. Act like it."
If only you knew how literal that was, Kael thought, gripping the practice sword.
They trained under the mid-morning sun. The nobles struggled, panting and stumbling. Kael, in contrast, danced through forms effortlessly, adjusting his strength so he didn't snap another blade in half like last time.
> [Hidden Passive: Sword Mastery x100,000 in effect.]
Sir Grell watched him closely. Kael could tell the old man was starting to suspect something. So halfway through, he faked a stumble and took a light hit.
The class cheered.
Kael smiled inwardly. Let them think I'm just lucky.
— 10:00 AM: Royal Etiquette Hall —
Kael sat at a long table with five other nobles, each stiff as stone. Lady Genvieve, their etiquette instructor, rapped her wand on the table.
"Posture! Fork to the left! Smile like you love your kingdom!"
Kael's smile was lazy but practiced. He turned to the boy beside him and whispered, "I'm smiling like I love a nap."
Lady Genvieve's wand thwacked his hand instantly.
"No flirting in etiquette class!"
"I wasn't flirting—"
"With me," said a voice behind him.
Kael turned. Princess Aerina stood at the door in a crimson gown, eyes narrowed.
"You're late for our lunch," she said coldly.
Kael stood, bowing dramatically. "You're early."
> [Affinity with Aerina +3]
[New Nickname Earned: The Eternal Tease]
— 12:30 PM: Palace Garden Terrace —
Lunch with Aerina was... tense, in a cute way.
She poked at her salad with a pout, watching Kael eat fresh honey-baked bread like it was a treasure.
"I heard you were at the Silent Garden again," she said.
"Maybe."
"With that silver-haired girl?"
Kael smirked. "Jealous?"
Aerina looked away. "No. Just... curious."
"She's mysterious. I don't know what she is yet."
Aerina met his gaze. "And me? Do you know what I am?"
He leaned forward, voice low. "A dangerous combination of pride, beauty, and bad table manners."
She kicked him under the table.
He laughed.
This was nice.
No world-ending threats. No cosmic revelations. Just warm sunlight, good food, and playful banter.
— 2:00 PM: Secret Basement Chamber —
Kael pulled open the hidden door beneath the palace library—a place only he and the system knew about.
The room was ancient, forgotten, its walls lined with magical relics gathering dust. Here, he trained in secret.
Today's agenda? Stress testing his newest system skill: Void Pulse.
He stood in the center of the room and extended a finger.
> [Void Pulse (Suppressed): Activated – 0.01% output]
The air shimmered.
The floor cracked.
Kael immediately deactivated it, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Still too strong... at just point-zero-one percent."
> [System Suggestion: Use alternate dimension for training.]
Kael nodded. "Yeah. Soon."
For now, he closed his eyes and let the silence settle.
This was his balance—playing prince by day, training godhood by night.
— 5:30 PM: The Market District —
Later that evening, he snuck into the capital's open-air market wearing a hooded cloak. He liked the crowds—the smells, the noise, the color. Nobody recognized him here.
He bought grilled fruit on a stick. He watched a fire-dancer perform.
And then he felt her presence.
Lysaria.
She appeared beside him, as if summoned by his thoughts, dressed in a casual lavender dress with glowing tattoos pulsing on her arms.
"You're slumming it, prince."
"You blend in well for someone glowing."
She smirked. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
He held up a fruit skewer. "Peace offering?"
She took it, bit in, then whispered, "You taste like secrets."
He choked. "Excuse me?!"
She laughed and vanished again—like a flame gone out with a breeze.
> [Affinity with Lysaria +10]
[Hidden Trait Unlocked: Spirit-Linked]
— 8:00 PM: Balcony Under the Stars —
Kael ended his day where it began—alone, gazing at the sky.
The stars sparkled. Somewhere, adventures were stirring. But not tonight.
Tonight, Kael Valen was just a boy pretending to be normal in a world that didn't know what he truly was.
A prince.
A monster.
A mystery.
And, maybe... just maybe, someone worth falling in love with.
---
📚 Chapter 3: A Day in the Life of a Hidden Monster
Morning in the Royal Capital of Elyndra was a slow-burning spectacle. Sunlight spilled over golden rooftops, birds sang in four-part harmony, and magical carriages hummed gently through the cobbled streets. In the royal palace, life moved with a graceful rhythm—measured, refined, almost rehearsed.
Except for one person.
Prince Kael Valen.
Currently… asleep.
In his chambers, chaos reigned.
Pillows on the floor. A half-eaten pastry sat on his desk beside a glowing spellbook. His royal robe dangled from the chandelier. Kael himself was twisted in his silken sheets, snoring softly with one arm hanging off the bed.
> [Wake-Up Timer Activated: 7:00 AM]
[Reminder: Sword Practice, Royal Etiquette Class, and Lunch with Princess Aerina]
A soft bell chimed.
Kael groaned. "Five more minutes..."
> [Punishment Protocol Engaged: Cold Shower Summoning]
"No wai—!!"
A burst of icy water dropped from thin air, soaking him instantly.
"ARGHH—SYSTEM!!"
He shot upright, hair dripping, eyes wide. The water vanished in an instant, replaced by a small glowing orb hovering beside his head.
> [Good morning, host. You snored for 73 minutes. That is 13% louder than yesterday.]
Kael grumbled, peeling himself out of bed. "Can't believe I coded sarcasm into my own system..."
He moved through his routine: shower, brushing his teeth with a self-cleaning crystal wand, then pulling on his uniform—navy blue tunic with golden trim, black pants, and a white cloak stitched with stardust thread.
He looked good.
He always did.
— 7:40 AM: Royal Courtyard —
Kael arrived at the royal courtyard just as Sir Grell, the elderly sword instructor, began warm-ups with the young nobles.
"Prince Kael," the knight barked. "Late again?"
Kael smiled, stretching lazily. "Fashionably."
"You're the Crown's shadow. Act like it."
If only you knew how literal that was, Kael thought, gripping the practice sword.
They trained under the mid-morning sun. The nobles struggled, panting and stumbling. Kael, in contrast, danced through forms effortlessly, adjusting his strength so he didn't snap another blade in half like last time.
> [Hidden Passive: Sword Mastery x100,000 in effect.]
Sir Grell watched him closely. Kael could tell the old man was starting to suspect something. So halfway through, he faked a stumble and took a light hit.
The class cheered.
Kael smiled inwardly. Let them think I'm just lucky.
— 10:00 AM: Royal Etiquette Hall —
Kael sat at a long table with five other nobles, each stiff as stone. Lady Genvieve, their etiquette instructor, rapped her wand on the table.
"Posture! Fork to the left! Smile like you love your kingdom!"
Kael's smile was lazy but practiced. He turned to the boy beside him and whispered, "I'm smiling like I love a nap."
Lady Genvieve's wand thwacked his hand instantly.
"No flirting in etiquette class!"
"I wasn't flirting—"
"With me," said a voice behind him.
Kael turned. Princess Aerina stood at the door in a crimson gown, eyes narrowed.
"You're late for our lunch," she said coldly.
Kael stood, bowing dramatically. "You're early."
> [Affinity with Aerina +3]
[New Nickname Earned: The Eternal Tease]
— 12:30 PM: Palace Garden Terrace —
Lunch with Aerina was... tense, in a cute way.
She poked at her salad with a pout, watching Kael eat fresh honey-baked bread like it was a treasure.
"I heard you were at the Silent Garden again," she said.
"Maybe."
"With that silver-haired girl?"
Kael smirked. "Jealous?"
Aerina looked away. "No. Just... curious."
"She's mysterious. I don't know what she is yet."
Aerina met his gaze. "And me? Do you know what I am?"
He leaned forward, voice low. "A dangerous combination of pride, beauty, and bad table manners."
She kicked him under the table.
He laughed.
This was nice.
No world-ending threats. No cosmic revelations. Just warm sunlight, good food, and playful banter.
— 2:00 PM: Secret Basement Chamber —
Kael pulled open the hidden door beneath the palace library—a place only he and the system knew about.
The room was ancient, forgotten, its walls lined with magical relics gathering dust. Here, he trained in secret.
Today's agenda? Stress testing his newest system skill: Void Pulse.
He stood in the center of the room and extended a finger.
> [Void Pulse (Suppressed): Activated – 0.01% output]
The air shimmered.
The floor cracked.
Kael immediately deactivated it, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Still too strong... at just point-zero-one percent."
> [System Suggestion: Use alternate dimension for training.]
Kael nodded. "Yeah. Soon."
For now, he closed his eyes and let the silence settle.
This was his balance—playing prince by day, training godhood by night.
— 5:30 PM: The Market District —
Later that evening, he snuck into the capital's open-air market wearing a hooded cloak. He liked the crowds—the smells, the noise, the color. Nobody recognized him here.
He bought grilled fruit on a stick. He watched a fire-dancer perform.
And then he felt her presence.
Lysaria.
She appeared beside him, as if summoned by his thoughts, dressed in a casual lavender dress with glowing tattoos pulsing on her arms.
"You're slumming it, prince."
"You blend in well for someone glowing."
She smirked. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood."
He held up a fruit skewer. "Peace offering?"
She took it, bit in, then whispered, "You taste like secrets."
He choked. "Excuse me?!"
She laughed and vanished again—like a flame gone out with a breeze.
> [Affinity with Lysaria +10]
[Hidden Trait Unlocked: Spirit-Linked]
— 8:00 PM: Balcony Under the Stars —
Kael ended his day where it began—alone, gazing at the sky.
The stars sparkled. Somewhere, adventures were stirring. But not tonight.
Tonight, Kael Valen was just a boy pretending to be normal in a world that didn't know what he truly was.
A prince.
A monster.
A mystery.
And, maybe... just maybe, someone worth falling in love with.
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