Earth was ravaged by a cataclysmic event that split the planet in two, now held together by colossal chains forged mysterious talent.
Unpredictable weather, mutated flora and fauna, mass death, hysteria, and mysterious phenomena spread across the lands. Humanity teetered on the edge of extinction.
Just when all hope seemed lost, a hero emerged. He sacrificed himself, combusting both flesh and soul to form a protective sphere that slowed Earth's disintegration. His act granted humanity one final chance—to grow, to survive. But Earth is still doomed.
The hero's sacrifice won't hold forever. Humanity must flee and find new world.
To survive in space, one must have a Class. To gain a Class, one must possess a Talent. And to get that, one must first Awaken.
Elias Grimhammer stood tall in a purple uniform adorned with a large round button bearing a hammer emblem. Beside him stood four other Grimhammer Scions, all waiting with bated breath.
Today marked a turning point. Today they would Awaken. More important than birthdays, this was the day they would climb the ladder of power, maturity, and destiny. Perhaps they would become the next legends to leave their mark on Earth—and beyond.
Elias sighed. His life had been anything but easy. Sometimes he felt like the unluckiest person alive. He never knew his father. His mother, a humble street cleaner, raised him alone. When he was barely two, he was kidnapped. The abductors demanded ransom from his weak and confused mother.
A local Talent-using policeman found and rescued him.
At five, he entered school. Life got worse. Bullying and abuse were daily occurrences. Worst of all, they called him the son of a whore. Elias never understood why.
His mother, though mentally unwell, was loving. She could only clean, cook, and look at him with a warm, innocent smile. A smile that always comforted him.
Things worsened again at ten. He was kidnapped by a powerful, wealthy family and locked in a basement for two years. No light, no voice. Only food through the door. The same kind policeman found him again—but was killed in the process. His death exposed the situation. The truth came out: Elias was the illegitimate child of the Grimhammer Family, one of the world's most powerful.
His father was disowned, and later vanished on an Exploration mission and never returned, leaving Elias' Mother truly alone.
After the truth came about his link with the Grimhammers, public pressure forced their hand to took him and his mother back.
Enrolled in a top school, Elias excelled beyond expectations. He aced every test, every physical trial. Always number one.
Rumors swirled—Elias wasn't a bastard. His mother had been a Grimhammer's wife. Zar, third son of the Grimhammer patriarch, had defied his family to marry her. He was disowned.
Later, the family admitted its mistake. They welcomed Elias and his mother back as real members. Elias knew why. He was a prodigy. He dominated local, state, and national challenges.
At seventeen, he placed third in the World Challenge. If he had received proper training, everyone agreed, he'd have placed first.
To his surprise, the Grimhammer patriarch, the governor, and even the president congratulated him. They showered him with rewards—residence, car, tools, training passes. But none of it mattered compared to what was next. Awakening. "I want a Hammer, Gravity, or Gravity Hammer," Elias whispered to himself.
A Gravity Hammer would secure his place as heir.
"Elias Grimhammer!"
A voice echoed from the ancient structure ahead. He stepped forward, his movements confident but humble. He could feel it—his Talent would not be below A-Rank. It couldn't be. His father had the SS-Rank Gravity Hammer. His mother, though talentless, couldn't erase that bloodline. 'I just need the Gravity Hammer,' Elias thought.
He entered the Awakening Hall. Massive. Majestic. A 100-meter-wide stone building, its floor a transparent surface with glowing stones and flowing water beneath. At the center stood a pale bone table. Upon it, an ordinary grey stone, cracked and unassuming.
"Place your hand on the stone." The speaker: their nation's strongest man, a Rank 5 Thunder Talent user, on the brink of Ascension.
Elias hesitated. His mother's smile flashed through his mind. He exhaled. 'Even if I awaken nothing, I'll live. Weakness is not the end.' He touched the stone.
Three seconds delay: C-Rank.
Five seconds: B-Rank.
Ten seconds: A-Rank.
Eleven: S-Rank.
Twelve: SS or SSS-Rank.
More than that, means talentless.
His heart counted.
At five, he smiled.
At ten, his eyes widened.
At eleven, fear crept in.
The stone clung to his hand as he tried to remove it.
At twelve, the stone shattered and a vortex formed.
At its core: a perfect, dense ball was created.
A thud. It landed on the bones.
Elias every move was live-streamed to the Grimhammer elders.
"Don't move!" a voice barked. "Just stare!"
He obeyed. On the now-ashen sphere, a message formed: SSS-Rank Talent
Elias froze.
BLACK HOLE
Lightning cracked forming a dome of energy around him.
The space twisted under gravitational force. Rand Grimhammer, patriarch of the family, appeared beside him. And then—they vanished.