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Left for dead in the merciless Saharan desert, my only path forward leads straight into Aethelgard, the floating realm of the Gold Dragons. My guide? A lost Leviathan Princess, the sworn enemy of the very dragons we seek. The key to enter their glorious dimension? Winning a brutal tournament. But they don't understand. I'm not here for glory. I'm here to take her back. The Gold Dragon Princess, my ex-professor, and I will do anything to succeed. Even if it means burning the world down or standing before her father, the Demi-God Sahrazzakhan.

The six-month penalty has ended, and my life at the Academy began. It is now time to establish my Demonic Sect, recruit members, and make a name for myself. At least, that is how it should have been. Hostile upperclassmen, mysterious professors, stuck-up nobles, and a demonic invasion that I know will hit the academy, all loom over me. As do the vampire, werewolf, and phoenix girls around me.

Someone once asked: What is stronger? Martial arts or Magic? I answered: Why not simply use both? In a new world brimming with possibilities—Levels, Classes, Skills, Dungeons, and Monsters—I found myself reborn as a noble family’s troublemaker son. As a gamer, a magical world and a lazy life as a rich noble's son should have been a dream come true. But there was a massive catch. An absurd quest threw everything into chaos.

The ashes of the Winter Festival settled, but peace was a luxury I couldn't afford. The threats were escalating, and staying put meant stagnation. If I wanted to face what was coming, I had to get stronger, even if it meant leaving Waybound's walls behind.

Thorvyn Valteria would like to clarify a few misunderstandings. No, the white hair isn't a fashion statement. Yes, his tribe thinks he's cursed because of it. And no, buying a supposedly haunted house back on Earth wasn't his best decision. Now he's stuck on a primitive volcanic island where "diplomacy" means hitting someone slightly less hard with your club, while kingdoms with actual plumbing exist far across the sea.