The sun crept slowly over the modest village of Greenhollow, casting golden streaks over the wooden cottages and cobblestone paths. Birds chirped and squirrels scurried along the edges of the forest, yet for T Ken, the day had begun as it always did: under the weight of ridicule.
"Look at T Ken! Still crawling out of bed like a lazy worm!"
A group of villagers laughed cruelly from the corner of the square. Others jeered in agreement, pointing at the young boy as he tied his simple boots and prepared for the day's chores.
T Ken ignored them, as always. He had learned that retaliation would only fuel their amusement. Instead, he focused on the tasks at hand: feeding the animals, tending the small plot behind his house, and fetching water from the nearby river. Even in poverty, there was dignity in labor.
Despite the mockery, T Ken's heart remained steadfast. He cared deeply for his family, and their well-being was his first priority. His younger siblings watched him with admiration, unaware of the villagers' cruelty.
As he carried two buckets of water across the village, a basket of vegetables fell from a young girl's hands.
"Here, I'll help you," T Ken said softly, lifting the basket.
The girl's eyes shone with gratitude. "Thanks, T Ken!"
Her simple smile was worth more than the praise of a thousand nobles.
Later, T Ken found himself wandering near the outskirts of the village, where the rolling hills led to the Silverwind Castle, a magnificent fortress towering over Greenhollow. Its spires glinted in the sunlight, and the distant courtyards buzzed with activity. Soldiers trained in formation, servants carried baskets, and nobles wandered with an air of untouchable privilege.
And there she was.
Princess Elara.
Her golden hair caught the light as she knelt beside an elderly villager, helping him lift a fallen cart. Her green eyes were calm, filled with warmth and compassion, and her gentle voice reassured him despite his trembling hands.
T Ken's heart raced. He had admired her from afar, but seeing her kindness in action stirred something deep within him. I'll protect her. No matter what it takes.
A sudden shadow fell over him, and he turned to see Hyung Fyi. Calm. Detached. His presence was commanding without a word, his piercing eyes seeming to see into T Ken's very soul.
"You," Hyung Fyi said softly, "will inherit the full version of my system."
T Ken stumbled backward. "I… I don't understand…"
"Patience," Hyung Fyi replied. "You will. Learn, grow, protect. Only then will the system reveal its true potential."
That night, T Ken returned home, the scent of bread and smoke from the hearth welcoming him. His parents were preparing dinner, and his siblings played quietly. The simple warmth of his family reminded him of why he must persevere.
The following morning, T Ken awoke to find a floating interface glowing in the center of his small room. Icons, tools, weapons, magical items, and abstract symbols hovered before him, each radiating immense power.
"This… this is the system?" he whispered.
A calm, neutral voice echoed in the room.
> "Welcome, T Ken. You are the chosen heir. This is the Ω∞D System. Every tool, every power, every possibility lies before you. Use wisely."
T Ken stared at the icons in awe. Some depicted simple objects like food and tools, while others shimmered with energy capable of destroying worlds — even multiverses.
One in particular made him swallow hard:
> "This tool can annihilate an entire boundless multiverse if fully unleashed."
He stepped back, trembling. The weight of responsibility pressed upon him, but beneath the fear, excitement sparked. He was no longer a simple village boy; he had been chosen for greatness.
Tentatively, he reached out to the nearest glowing icon. The system responded instantly, offering guidance:
> "To activate any tool, focus your intent. The system aligns with your will, morality, and purpose. Choose wisely."
T Ken sank to his knees. The tasks ahead were unimaginable, the powers overwhelming. But one thought anchored him: protect those who cannot protect themselves, and rise to the legacy he had inherited.
He looked at his family, then toward the distant castle where Princess Elara walked among her people. His resolve hardened.
> "I will not waste this. I will learn. I will protect. I will become someone worthy of this legacy."
The Ω∞D System pulsed softly in acknowledgment, and T Ken knew that his life — and the fate of countless worlds — had just begun.
The poor village boy had stepped onto a path of heroism, adventure, and destiny.
End of Chapter 1.