The grand plaza of the Klein estate was packed with spectators, all eager to witness the annual Beast-Taming Awakening Ceremony. Eighteen-year-olds from various families lined up before the ancient stone altar, their faces bright with anticipation. Among them stood Harry Klein, his worn clothes and hollow eyes marking him as different from the rest."Ladies and gentlemen!" Elder Margaret Klein's voice rang out across the plaza, silencing the murmuring crowd. Her silver hair was pulled back severely, accentuating the sharp angles of her face. "Before we begin, the Klein family has an announcement."Harry's stomach tightened. He knew what was coming."Harry Klein," she continued, her lips curling into a cruel smile, "is no longer recognized as a member of this family. At eighteen, he is legally an adult. We have fulfilled our obligation to the runaway daughter's bastard son. From this moment forward, he has no claim to the Klein name or resources."Laughter rippled through the crowd. Ha

John's laughter echoed through the grand hall like the braying of a victorious hyena. He pointed at Harry with undisguised glee, his face flushed with malicious triumph." Even the divine being he summoned thinks he's worthless!" John clutched his sides, nearly doubling over. "The Archangel herself rejected him! What does that tell you about this bastard's worth? Even angels know trash when they see it!"The crowd erupted in mocking laughter. Harry stood frozen on the altar, his fists clenched so tightly his nails drew blood from his palms. Rage burned through his veins like liquid fire.He lifted his head slowly, his dark eyes locking onto the Archangel with an intensity that made the air around him shimmer. When he spoke, his voice was low and cold as winter frost."I summoned you."The words cut through the laughter like a blade. The hall fell silent.Seraphiel turned to face him, her luminous wings spreading wide. Her beautiful features twisted into an expression of pure disdain,

Harry's vision swam with golden light. Words appeared before his eyes—visible only to him, hovering in the air like ethereal script. A translucent panel materialized, filled with information that made his breath catch in his throat.[BEAST STATUS PANEL]Name: RoseCurrent Rank: Unranked (Sealed)True Rank: IMMORTALBloodline Origin: Lord of Light × God of Night (Forbidden Union)Status: CRITICAL - Conflicting divine energies causing power suppressionCondition: Light/Dark imbalance (Current ratio: 20% Light / 80% Dark)Note: This beast possesses bloodline never before documented in human history. Offspring of a forbidden divine union. Dual-natured essence causes internal conflict, sealing true power. If properly balanced, potential exceeds Immortal classification into UNKNOWN territory.Restoration Requirements:Full Power Restoration: Seven Divine MaterialsInitial Strength Restoration: Holy Light Grass (Common herb - rebalances Light/Dark ratio to 50/50, unlocking base Immortal rank

The shabby inn squatted in the poorest district of the city, wedged between a butcher shop and an abandoned warehouse. Paint peeled from its walls like dead skin, and the wooden sign reading "Miller's Rest" hung crooked on a single rusted nail. But it was cheap—only two denars per night—and that was all Harry could afford.The room was barely large enough for a narrow bed and a cracked washbasin. Mold bloomed in the corners, and the single window overlooked a filth-strewn alley. But after eighteen years sleeping on a cellar floor, it felt almost luxurious.Rose stood in the center of the room, her small frame seeming even tinier in the cramped space. She clutched the pouch of Holy Light Grass to her chest, her violet eyes wide with uncertainty."Are you sure about this, Master?" she whispered. "What if... what if it doesn't work? What if I'm too broken to fix?"Harry knelt before her, meeting her gaze steadily. "It will work. Trust the system. Trust me."She nodded slowly, then reache

The Secret Realm pulsed with primal energy. Dense forests gave way to rocky canyons, which opened into misty swamplands. Magical beasts prowled every corner—some cautious, others aggressive. Most candidates moved carefully, hunting the weakest prey first.Harry and Rose moved like a storm."Level 2 Shadow Panthers ahead," Harry said calmly, studying the system markers in his vision. "Three of them."Rose hefted her hammer, eyes gleaming. "Easy."The panthers never stood a chance. Rose's Hammer of Judgment crashed down with devastating force, obliterating two instantly. The third tried to flee, but Rose's agility—now enhanced to 16 after leveling up—allowed her to close the distance in seconds. One swing. Done.[Experience Gained: Shadow Panther Level 2 × 3][Points Earned: 90][Total Points: 1,240]Harry grinned. They'd been in the realm for barely an hour."Let's keep moving," he said. "We need to find stronger prey."Miles away, in a tower overlooking the Secret Realm, a dozen exami