The Talentless Sage

In the world of Xertia, lives a talentless young lad. Bullied everyday by his peers in his small village, he was the only 12 year old that didn't activate his Spirit Sea.

Every specific time of the year, on the kid's 12th birthday. He/she will be requested to take the Ceremony of the Spirit - A tradition for thousands of years in which celebrates the upcoming Spirit-Users of the next generation.

It was the priest's duty to unlock the Spirit Sea within every child. The child will lay down on the altar for the Priest to begin the ceremony and with a drop of a holy priest's blood, the Spirit sea will be unlocked, presenting a certain ability of a Spirit-user

Spirit-users are seprated into three categories: The Offensive,

The Defensive, and

the Supportive.

The Spirit-user are seperated into levels :

The Bronze,

The Copper,

The Silver,

The Gold,

The Diamond ,

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Levels are based upon a certain spririt energy, in which people need a hundred spirit energy to move on to the next Level.

Each Level has sublevels, from level 1 to level 10. For example, Bronze Level 1 to Bronze Level 10.

People need a total of a hundred spirit energy to proceed to another level. Bronze Level 1 has a spirit energy of 1-100 while Bronze Level 2 needs a spirit energy from 101-200.

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In a world where a talentless lad was deemed unworthy, persevered. Traveling all over the world to gain knowledge and remarkable wisdom, his title changed to the, "The Talentless Sage".

Travelling far and wide, he has travelled through a place of blizzarding rage with Ice Demons that are capable of destroying the village he once lived. He traveled through volcanic eruptions and encountering Walking Magma, he fought like never before.

Traveling from realm to realm, even with just level 9 Bronze Class because of a certain technique he obtained on the journey; he became a legend that was to be spoken for thousands of years and an inspiration for thousands of people to come.

Until the last days of travelling, with his lifespan beginning to decay. He made a wish on his withering bed and said with his last breath, "I wish to travel again in my next life." He reached his hands into the wooden ceiling, as his eyes pierced through; revealing the skies.

With his weak state, he can no longer support his hands. Bam. His hands fell down as he died with a smile and left an ultimate legacy.

Or so he thought, "What a cute child!"