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[Status]
Name: Kuzan Rosan
Age: 17 years
Title: [Martial Master]
Strength: 3345/10000
Stamina: 3546/10000
Intelligence: 5000/10000+ (locked)
Dexterity: 3304/10000
Will-Power: 5995/10000
Perception: 3575/10000
Skills: [Extract Knowledge (intermediate)] [Divine Vision (2343/10000)] [Warlord's Sovereignty (2283/10000)] [Divine Indifference (7490/10000)] [Reaper's Shroud (3889/10000)] [Walk of Grim (3112/10000)] [Trans-dimensional Anatomy Mastery (4533/10000)] [Poisoncraft (3023/10000)] [Divine Tongue (70/10000)] [Divine Reflection (1201/10000] [Autonomous Ultra Instinct (10/10000)] [Martial Mirage (255/10000)] [Divine Grasp (150/10000)] [Goutaijutsu (master)] [Hand Pocket (master)] [Hokuha (master)] [Aiki (master)] [Drill (master)]
Martial Arts: [Karate (master)] [Kick Boxing (master)] [Boxing (master)] [Judo (master)] [Muay Thai (master)] [Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu (master)] [Wrestling (master)] [Chinese Kenpo (master)] [Xiaoli (master)] [Byaku-Rinji Kung-Fu (master)] [Iai Kenpo (master)] [Way of the Void (master)] [Martial Weapon Mastery (master)] [Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist (820/1000)] [Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist (652/1000)]
Genes Synced: (7/16) [Primordial Homosapien] [Evolved Homosapien (Demonic Path)] [Soulweaver (Psychic Medium)] [Basilisk Queen (Growth Potential: World Serpent] [Swellrat (Growth Potential: Greatsweller)] [Unicorn (Growth Potential: Bicorn)] [Draconis King (Growth Potential: Draconis Queen)]
Transformation States: [Demonic Beast (initialized)] [Basilisk Form (initialized)] [Compact Form (initialized)] [Unicorn Form (initialized)] [Dragonic Form (initialized)]
Mystic Arts: [Light Magic (298/10000)] [Celestial Transcendence (locked)]
*Conditions Met*
*New system tab unlocked:*
Personal Projects: [Project Evermind (completed)] [Project Art (completed)] [Project Arcane (incomplete)] [Project Play (complete)] [Project Scour (complete)] [Project Peace (incomplete)]
*Project Completion Rewards:*
[Project Evermind (completed)] ➞ *New system skill unlocked:* [Mental Codex (master)]
[Project Art (completed)] ➞ *New martial art unlocked:* [Alkavian War Arts (master)]
[Project Scour (completed)] ➞ *New system skills unlocked:* [Blacksmithing (master)] [Potioneering (master)]
WARNING:Host is under critical emotional stress.
[Recommended actions from data collected]
- Initiate System Skill: [Divine Indifference]
[Initiated...]
[Successful]
System Note (1): Host is still under catastrophic emotion stress, it is strongly advised for the host to perpetually utilize System Skill: [Divine Indifference].
System Note (2): Natural limit of soul reached. It is recommended for the host to increase the potential of his soul through Gene Synthesis to increase his intelligence stat.
[Extract Knowledge (intermediate)]: Extract Knowledge (Intermediate): This skill enhances the ability to delve deeper into the minds and souls of others, allowing the host to extract even more complex and nuanced information. Beyond simply uncovering hidden truths from a target's thoughts, the host can now access written knowledge from books, tomes, and scrolls, irrespective of the language in which they are written. It is as if the host can read the very essence of the paper, unlocking all the knowledge contained within, regardless of linguistic barriers. While the host is still limited to extracting only willingly accessible information, paper cannot protest the search, allowing the host to freely access any written content without restriction.
[Mental Codex (master)]: This advanced skill grants the ability to effortlessly categorize, store, and instantly access vast amounts of information. With a perfected system in place, the host's mind becomes an organized repository of knowledge, where every detail, fact, and lesson is neatly filed and easily retrieved at a moment's notice. This skill allows for instantaneous recall of complex strategies, historical data, and personal experiences, ensuring that the user can adapt to any situation with remarkable speed. The mind's natural flow is enhanced, making it possible to process and store new knowledge at an accelerated rate, allowing for lightning-fast analysis and application of the most relevant information whenever needed.
[Blacksmithing (master)]: Mastery of Blacksmithing grants unparalleled expertise in the art of forging weapons, armor, and tools. The practitioner can shape and mold materials with precise control, crafting items of exceptional durability and strength. With an in-depth understanding of metallurgy, the blacksmith can not only create traditional armaments but also design innovative and intricate pieces, incorporating advanced techniques such as reinforcement, tempering, and balancing. This skill allows the user to forge legendary weapons, repair damaged gear with ease, and enhance the properties of existing items, making them as strong and effective as possible. Through this mastery, the blacksmith becomes a revered figure, capable of shaping the battlefield through the quality of their creations. (Note: skill requires mana to activate imbedded enchantments.)
[Potioneering (master)]: Mastery of Potioneering elevates the art of brewing potions to an extraordinary level of precision and creativity. The practitioner possesses an unparalleled understanding of alchemical ingredients, combining them in ways that produce potions with potent effects. From given naturally forming ingredients, the master potioneer can craft both medicinal and poisonous brews, tailoring each concoction to meet the specific needs of the moment. With the ability to identify rare ingredients and extract their maximum potential, the potioneer can create potions that far surpass ordinary ones in terms of potency and efficacy. This skill enables the creation of transformative brews, from life-saving potions to deadly concoctions, making the potioneer an invaluable asset in any adventure. (Note: skill requires mana to finish synthesis of ingredients.)
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'Sigh… as expected.'
The sound was faint—barely more than breath brushing past his lips—but in the quiet of the grand chamber, it echoed with eerie clarity.
Kuzan Rosan stood alone.
The gilded walls.
The crystalline windows.
The Queen's Solarium.
A throne room without a throne. A chapel without gods. And at the center of it: not a king, not a demon, not a monster—but a boy.
A small, solemn sigh—one that belonged not to a tyrant, a conqueror, or a hero—but to a soul under pressure.
One whose body had long since adapted to suppressing the signs.
The air shimmered faintly around him. Not from magic. Not from heat. But from the minute tension of a body holding itself together. A body that had learned to lie perfectly.
[Narrator's Voice]
After mastering the skill known as [Divine Indifference], not a single creature—be it beast, or man—had been able to read him.
Aside from Azuleth, who had needed to cheat, using her unnatural foresight to peek into the threads of possible futures just to guess at the intent behind his actions—fragile conjecture masked as insight—not even the Emperor of Alkavia, a man who had ruled a continent by reading the tides of desire and fear in others, who had steered empires through nothing but an understanding of what men needed, wanted, or hid, could decipher the boy standing before him.
Decades of mastering the subtleties of human emotion.
A lifetime spent manipulating expressions, body language, micro-reactions—
And still he failed.
Because humans, by nature, are born transparent.
Emotion is a traitorous thing.
It stains the body like blood on silk—impossible to conceal, impossible to ignore.
The flicker of an eyelid.
The twitch of a lip.
The subtle dilation of a pupil.
Each a scream beneath the skin.
Stress rides the bloodstream like a parasite—elevating cortisol, tightening muscles, flooding nerve endings with signals the conscious mind never notices.
Even a shift in breathing rhythm—everything is a data point. A leak. A crack.
Stress hormones like cortisol trigger spikes in electrodermal activity—measurable even without conscious expression.
Micro-expressions, involuntary and fleeting, last no longer than 1/25th of a second.
Too fast for the untrained eye.
But not too fast for science.
Not too fast for war.
The orbicularis oculi—the muscle around the eye—contracts when emotion is genuine.
Its betrayal is instant, even in hardened killers.
The body speaks first.
The mind lies second.
There exists an entire profession around reading these signs.
Interrogators. Lawyers. Neurologists.
Negotiators trained to detect the tremble of a neck artery before a person knows they're afraid.
Throughout history, there have been men who trained to erase the evidence of their emotion.
The shinobi, whose heartbeat remained steady in the face of death.
The modern spy, who could lie to a polygraph machine while holding a conversation about the weather.
Even silence speaks, and stillness shouts.
And yet—Kuzan had killed the language of his own flesh.
Decades of mastering the subtleties of human emotion.A lifetime spent manipulating expressions, body language, micro-reactions—And still he failed.
And yet—
If someone could see past the mask—if someone had the power to look beyond the silence, the stillness, the neutrality of that face—
This is what they would hear:
Had it been any other time…
He would have been happy.
A month. That's all.
One month since he found himself in this world.
And now?
Now he stood in the center of the most guarded and majestic location in the known world.
The Solarium of the Queen.
A place where even dukes required permits to enter.
He hadn't just stepped into power.
He had ripped it out of the ground—and made it sit.
He had stolen the heart of the devilish Queen.He had earned the terror of the five dukes—men whose influence stretched further than the crowns of lesser kings, whose names alone could silence courts and stir armies.He had earned respect—not through diplomacy, nor pleasantries... but by force.
By crushing power beneath his heel—and daring the world to ask how.
These were not achievements he sought for prestige.
They were logistics.
Resources.
Power that could be converted into more power.
He had established a foundation in this world mirroring that of House Rosan's network—
its convenience, its wealth, its secrets, its reputation.
He had fought monsters most adventurers only read about in books and prayed they'd never meet.
He had explored labyrinths that would take the combined military strength of several nations just to consider stepping into.
He had walked past rites of passage others considered sacred—
And treated them like optional side quests.
The classic template of the isekai protagonist—
Wake up in a mysterious forest.
Attend a magic academy.
Join a guild.
Make friends.
Grow.
Kuzan skipped it all.
No school arc.
No training montage.
No party.
He hadn't even confronted royalty by accident.
He introduced himself—
And dismantled their power structures by choice.
He hadn't even visited the Adventurer's Guild.
Instead, he summoned the strongest forces in the kingdom…
And absorbed their strength like it was owed to him.
A month.
That's all it took—for Kuzan to reach the pinnacle of power attainable by any mortal man in this land.
His greed was sickening.
And still—
It wasn't enough.
Not even close.
Because beyond the horizon, beyond what any could percieve, something stirred.
A shadow slicing through the silence like a blade through flesh.
No rumble, no herald—just a presence.
One that didn't merely live with mana—
but commanded it,
enforcing its will upon every ounce of it.
The world itself bowed and stepped aside,
parting like water before an unstoppable force.
A presence that even nature itself dared not challenge.
It was coming...
coming for her blood,
coming for her brood.