Virat: Abandoned by Destiny

Narrator

"Some people are born ordinary..."

"Some are born extraordinary..."

"And then..."

"There are those..."

"Whose very existence changes the course of history."

The day had finally arrived.

The day when T's destiny would be revealed.

In the center of the Holy Kingdom...

Stood the magnificent Grand Church.

Its white marble walls reflected the morning sunlight.

Massive stained-glass windows painted the floor with countless colors.

Golden decorations covered every corner of the sacred hall.

Thousands of people had gathered outside.

Children.

Parents.

Adventurers.

Nobles.

Priests.

Everyone had come to witness the Skill Appraisal Ceremony.

At the center of the church...

Rested an ancient book upon a golden pedestal.

Its pages turned by themselves.

A gentle golden light surrounded it.

The legendary artifact...

The Legendary Holy Book.

The only remaining object in the entire world...

Capable of revealing a person's true destiny.

Brald looked down at the wooden token in his hand.

003

A small smile appeared on his face.

"Our turn won't take long."

T nervously held V's sleeve.

"Brother..."

"What if..."

"What if I don't have a good skill?"

V looked at her gently.

"No matter what skill you receive..."

"You'll always be my little sister."

T looked at him.

A small smile appeared.

"...Okay."

One family after another entered the Grand Church.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Until...

Everything suddenly changed.

A luxurious carriage decorated with golden emblems arrived.

Several Holy Knights immediately bowed.

"The nobles have arrived!"

The guards opened the path without hesitation.

The noble children entered before everyone else.

V quietly watched.

His eyebrows lowered slightly.

"...Father."

"We came here first."

"Then why are they entering before us?"

Brald remained calm.

"Because..."

"They are nobles."

"And we..."

"...are commoners."

V silently looked at the long line.

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His small hands slowly tightened.

"...I understand."

But something else caught his attention.

Tokens.

But...

Token 001.

It was never called.

No one possessed it.

No one even talked about it.

Almost as if...

It had been reserved for someone...

Who had not arrived yet.

One by one...

Twelve noble children completed their appraisal.

Then...

The thirteenth child stepped forward.

A boy with cold crimson eyes.

His name was...

Vael.

The entire hall became silent.

Before the ceremony could begin...

A frightened boy suddenly pointed toward him.

"I know you!"

"You're from the Kingdom of Heart!"

"You're the one who hit me!"

The entire church turned toward the voice.

Vael did not move.

Not even slightly.

His father simply raised one finger.

That single movement was enough.

Several black-clothed guards silently approached.

The commoner boy disappeared into the crowd.

No explanation.

No argument.

Silence returned.

As if nothing had happened.

V quietly watched everything.

His expression remained calm...

But his eyes noticed everything.

The Holy Book slowly opened.

Golden pages turned by themselves.

Then...

A dark crimson light filled the church.

A deep voice echoed throughout the hall.

Ultimate Skill

Sin Weaver ⭐

"The power to transform the fear..."

"Hatred..."

"Greed..."

"And anger of others..."

"Into one's own strength."

The priests gasped.

Several nobles smiled proudly.

"What an incredible Ultimate Skill..."

Vael simply closed the Holy Book.

His face showed no emotion.

Without saying a single word...

He walked away.

Soon...

The priest looked at the next token.

A gentle smile appeared.

"Number 003."

"T White."

T suddenly froze.

"M-Me?"

Her nervous hands tightened around V's sleeve.

Brald gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

"You'll be fine."

V smiled.

"Go."

"We'll be waiting."

T took a deep breath.

Then...

Slowly walked toward the Legendary Holy Book.

The entire Grand Church became silent.

The first page of destiny...

Was about to turn.

"Sometimes..."

"Destiny does not announce itself with thunder."

"Sometimes..."

"It quietly waits..."

"For the right person..."

"To open its first page."

The Grand Church became completely silent.

Thousands of eyes watched the small girl standing before the Legendary Holy Book.

T.

Her tiny hands slowly reached forward.

For a moment...

She hesitated.

The ancient pages moved gently.

As if...

The Holy Book itself was waiting for her.

T looked back.

She saw V.

She saw Brald.

Their smiles gave her courage.

Taking a deep breath...

T placed her hand upon the ancient pages.

The moment she touched it...

The entire church changed.

The golden light surrounding the Holy Book became brighter.

The pages began turning faster.

One.

Two.

Three.

Then...

A powerful divine aura spread throughout the hall.

Even the priests standing nearby froze.

"This pressure..."

"What is happening?"

The Holy Book had never reacted like this.

The final page turned.

Then...

A voice echoed throughout the Grand Church.

Ultimate Skill

Divine Genesis ⭐

"The birthplace of all holy power."

For several seconds...

Nobody spoke.

Nobody moved.

The meaning of those words slowly reached everyone.

Then...

The church erupted.

"A Legendary Ultimate Skill?!"

"Impossible!"

"At only five years old?!"

The priests looked at each other in disbelief.

But the Holy Book continued.

Another page turned.

Golden letters appeared.

Blessings

✨ Divine Barrier Creation

"The ability to create holy barriers capable of protecting countless lives."

💚 Divine Healing and Purification

"The power to heal wounds and cleanse darkness."

🕊️ Holy Cleansing

"The ability to remove curses and negative influences."

🌟 Future Evolution

"The manifestation of Holy Wings and Divine Weapons."

The entire hall fell silent again.

One elderly bishop slowly stepped forward.

His trembling eyes remained fixed upon the pages.

"...A Legendary Ultimate Skill..."

"Such power..."

"Has not appeared for generations."

But...

The Holy Book was still not finished.

Another page turned.

A second skill appeared.

Normal Skill

Sword Saint

"A talent capable of evolving into one of the world's greatest swordsmanship lineages."

This time...

The silence broke completely.

"A dual blessing!"

"An Ultimate Skill and a Sword Saint talent!"

"Incredible!"

Everyone looked at T differently now.

Some looked with admiration.

Some looked with shock.

Some looked with expectations.

But T...

Did not understand any of it.

She only looked confused.

Why was everyone so surprised?

She slowly turned around.

Her eyes searched for one person.

"B-Brother..."

V was standing quietly.

But his eyes were not focused on the Holy Book.

He was lost in thought.

"Brother!"

T waved both hands.

V blinked.

"Hm?"

T puffed her cheeks.

"You weren't even watching!"

V immediately smiled awkwardly.

"...Sorry."

Then...

He walked forward.

He gently lifted T onto his shoulders.

"Congratulations."

"I'm proud of you."

T laughed happily.

From above...

The entire Holy Kingdom looked much bigger.

Tall buildings.

Beautiful streets.

Countless people.

A world she had never seen before.

As they walked through the city...

V smiled softly.

"Liza Mom once told me something."

T tilted her head.

"What?"

"No matter how powerful you become..."

"Never let your power become your pride."

"Power exists to protect others..."

"Not to stand above them."

T listened carefully.

Or at least...

She tried to.

But her eyes were already looking everywhere.

"So many big houses..."

"So many people..."

"So pretty..."

V looked at her.

"...You didn't hear a single word, did you?"

T immediately stood straight.

"Yes, Sir!"

"I understood everything!"

V narrowed his eyes.

"...Really?"

T smiled nervously.

"Hehe..."

As they continued walking...

V's eyes briefly stopped.

Inside a display window...

Among many swords, armor, and shields...

A faded old painting hung quietly.

Most people ignored it.

So did V.

The painting showed three mysterious figures.

Above them were three symbols.

👑 001

😈 002

😇 003

The picture remained silent.

Waiting.

Waiting for the day...

Someone would finally understand its meaning.

The Narrator

"History often hides its greatest secrets..."

"In places where nobody thinks to look."

"And sometimes..."

"The greatest foreshadowing..."

"Is the one everyone walks past..."

"Without ever noticing."