In a vast field  of grass under the moonlight, a young man with black hair and eyes like blue sapphire stands holding a rather dull katana. He looks as if he is about to pass out. With what little breath he has left and a voice  filled with exhaustion he says "One more.". After uttering this he swings his katana with little to no force. He falls to his knees. "Zenith!" the young man heard his name being called. "Why are you still training? You have been doing this since morning!". Zenith gives a weak smile and says "If im going to the central academy, i have to be prepared."

Everyone in this world are born with powers, the common people  with weak powers are considered like animals and not treated with even  the least bit of humanity while those who are born with  strong abilities live luxuriously like kings and queens. "Thats tomorrow! if you wont get rest today then how will you preform on the first day?". Zenith says "Fine, ill rest for the night". "Thank you, brother." Morning has come, Zenith has woken  up and is ready to leave. "Brother, must you really leave? You know the academy is not a place for commoners like us." Zenith simply says. "Dont worry. Bye"

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Authors note: The power system in this will be called "Potential system". Everyone is born with special abilities  and they each have  certain limits. These limits can be broken by very very and i mean VERY hard  work.

Zenith's potential

Strength: 2, Intelligence (Magic affinity): .75, Endurance: 2, Agility: 2.

Ability name: Currently unknown.

Overall potential: 1.9 (slightly above average)