Inside the dark room, the boy continued scrolling on his phone when he was suddenly interrupted by an emergency message forcibly changing his screen.

EMERGENCY ALERT

STAY CALM. SEEK SAFETY.

The world is currently in chaos, and danger is everywhere. If you see a pink, transparent dome-like shield in your area, IMMEDIATELY MOVE TOWARD IT!

The location is Berksville.

Remain as calm as possible. Panic will not help.

Assist others on the way if you can, but prioritize reaching safety.

Once inside, stay within the area and wait for further instructions.

Authorities are gathering more information on the situation. Once we have a clearer understanding, we will deploy help to those unable to reach the safe point.

Berksville, huh? That place isn't too far from here... I could probably make it there if I was careful, he thought when he suddenly felt the room quake.

The quake he felt vibrated through the entire building, knocking over shelves and cabinets. Picture frames fell to the ground.

Yeah, on second thought, I should just stay here, he sarcastically muttered as he went back on his phone. I mean, they did say they were going to send help once they had the situation sorted out.

On forums, he scrolled nonchalantly when a post suddenly caught his eye.

Soymilkdog123: Guys, what do you think of the recent outbreak? You know, with the whole monsters and the cracked sky thing? This is totally like comics I've been reading!

Riceman: I think it's the end of the world.

Scholarlyreader: End of the world? Isn't it obvious? The world is evolving, and naturally, we are too.

The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

Qingyi: Yeah, why would it be ending? I still haven't finished reading Cultivating Immortality.

Riceman: You don't think it's the end of the world? Where are you living? Do you not see the 13ft monster walking around town? I almost died this morning. Because of these earthquakes, my house got destroyed.

Scholarlyreader: Then where are you living now?

Riceman: My friend's house.

Sectleader: Hmph, end of the world? As long as I still draw breath, this world shall not end!

Riceman: -_-

Scholarlyreader: -_-

Soymilkdog123: -_-

Sectleader: Anyways, so what abilities did you guys get? Not to brag, but I got something really good!

Riceman: Care to share?

Sectleader: I got the ability to teleport!

Sectleader: U?

Riceman: I have super strength.

Scholarlyreader: I got serik.

Sectleader: ?

Riceman: ?

Scholarlyreader: Yeah, I don't really understand it either. The description just says that anything I touch, I can stick to. Or stick other people to. I don't really have a time limit on the skill; my head just starts to feel funny if I use it for too long.

Riceman: WOW, that sucks.

Scholarlyreader: Says the guy with super strength.

Riceman: Better than being able to stick to walls. I can easily do that if I stab my fingers into the wall. XD

The boy, still lying on the couch, squinted his eyes. Who the hell comes up with these names?

Dropping his phone to the ground, he reached for his cup, consuming the little bits of remains it had inside.

Ugh, it's all cold now, he complained as he downed the food.

Sigh, and with this, my last cup noodles are gone, he said as he slumped back onto the couch.

Thinking for a moment, he raised his hand as a transparent black screen appeared in front of him with glowing text.

Name: Los

Rank: Seeker

Vaiyrid: Flight

Race: Vilarae

Innate ability: Darkness

Aspect: Aloof and uninterested

Well, this is new, Los thought as he looked at the still panel in front of him.

"Before, it only displayed the text "Survive." Now it's got a whole portfolio of me..."

Hm? What's this? Vilarae? What's that? 

Clicking on the race, it suddenly expanded, revealing a new line of information.

Vilarae: You are the flaw of the world. Born from the union of an Umbrant and an Angle, you wander aimlessly through your plane of existence, uncertain of your purpose. Your very being is seen with disdain by one race, while another regards you with anathema, cursing you as an abhorrent creation. Those who lay eyes upon your face are destined to forget you, like a fleeting shadow—your existence fading from their memories as though you never were. You are an enigma to this world. Only in the truest depths of despair will your bloodline fully awaken.

Huh?

What the hell is this? Flaw of the world, union of Umbrant and Angle?

I don't even have enough effort to socialize. What's this about being disdained?