On Terra, everyone has a 58% chance to “Awaken” as a Traveler—a chosen few who can access mystical portals called Flumes, allowing them to travel to Genovia, a world filled with unimaginable power, chaos, and danger. But not everyone gets to be a hero.

Born into a struggling family with nothing but ragged clothes and a bleak future, Aoni Thurston, a total nobody with a humiliating One-Star Potential and G- stats across the board, knows his only chance at survival hinges on unlocking his hidden ability, something which all Traveler’s are gifted “Attributes.” 

But Aoni’s Attribute, “Progression,” holds a secret—a power to bend the rules of his ruthless reality. Each small victory, every step forward, earns him mysterious Progress Points, enabling him to transform his weaknesses into strength. Surviving the unforgiving snows of his desolate Territory, he faces isolation, despair, and near-death, all while unraveling the potential of his Attribute.

In a world where power is everything, can Aoni claw his way from obscurity to greatness, or will the system grind him into dust? His future is uncertain, but one thing is clear—everything in his world can change through his Attribute: Progression.

| Verifying Personal Progress was established in order to obtain material |


| Converting ★ Energia Crystal Into Progress Points |


For several tense seconds, Aoni's eyes followed the notifications' manifestation and disappearance until he was left staring off into nothing with a blank expression.


'1 Point…for an Energia Crystal that would cost me 2500 Credits to buy in a store…'


'Never do that again, Aoni, NOPE, NOPPPPE! HOW BOUT NO!' Shaking his head violently, the lad tossed aside all the ideas he had generated over the afternoon and dumped all the remaining Energia Crystals on the top of the bookshelf.


'It's better to use them to increase mine or Glacia's Energia Density or even sell them at a sketchy pawn shop because, at the very least, I would grow stronger or fill my belly.' Still shaking his head, Aoni picked up his chair and placed it down in front of the Flume while mentally grumbling his complaints.


Chapter 49 - How Bout NO