Monster Tamer is the Worst Class

In the silent underground of the Shattered Tower, where the sanctuary of the secret guild The Core was located, the four thrones remained motionless — but the minds of their occupants were buzzing with data, hypotheses, and disturbing revelations.

In the center of the octagonal room, suspended by runic chains, a fragment of magical crystal flickered with irregular pulses. Encoded within it, in lines of pulsating light, were the data captured from the bond between Eren Vale and the spider called Morwynn.

"The degree of synchronicity is absurdly unstable... and yet, functional," whispered Vaen, the Throne of Systemology, his eyes shining behind magical lenses. "The system not only tolerates the bond... it reorganizes it, adapting to it. As if it recognizes a higher truth."

Kelna, the Throne of Biothermy, walked around the crystal with an expression mixed with scientific desire and almost personal ecstasy.

"It shares status... but not in the conventional way. It’s not a transfer. It’s fusion. A crossing of essences. Energy matrix and biological pattern. Pure symbiosis."

Lorith, the Throne of Psychodynamics, was writing frantically in a grimoire. Her face was flushed, her fingers stained with ink and sweat.

"The type of bond... is emotional, yes, but there’s something more. It’s as if the very identity of the monsters molds to his desire. He doesn’t just tame them... he transforms them. He reveals them. This isn’t control — it’s psychic evangelization."

Rethar, of Fragmented Theurgy, murmured prayers while pouring drops of ether over the runic bones arranged before him.

"His presence shatters ancient dogmas. No deity would accept such fusion with the profane. And yet, the system does not punish. Do you know what this means? The system... accepts. This isn’t just a bug. It’s revelation."

Vaen tightened his fingers around his pen and smiled.

"We are witnessing the birth of the first true Primordial Tamer."

"Are you saying he is the origin?" Kelna asked, surprised.