The Hero They Discarded

Elric died doing something stupid. Or noble. Depends on who you ask. He's nineteen. Ordinary. The kind of person who notices things quietly and never says half of what he's thinking. Either way — one moment he was there. The next, a voice in the dark was reading his soul data out loud like a loading screen and redirecting him somewhere he hadn't agreed to. He woke up in a dungeon. Chains on his wrists. Stone ceiling. The smell of rust and old iron. And a girl sitting across from him, eating, completely unbothered. "You were talking in your sleep again." Turns out he'd been a hero in this world once. Turns out he'd also been betrayed, framed, and left to rot while the man responsible built a legend on top of his grave. Three years in the dark. A System class so rare it erased itself from history. And a girl who stayed without being asked and won't explain why. He's not angry. He's not in a hurry. He just remembers everything. [ Class: Void Sovereign — Rank: ??? ] [ Limitless Growth: Detected ] [ Warning: All records of this class have been erased ]