I closed my eyes and sat silently, focusing on my heartbeat.
Steady. Strong. The rhythm of my own existence, the foundation upon which everything else was built.
This wasn't just about picking a class. It was going to be a defining moment for me.
Essence Architect. Essence Noblesse. Two paths, both beyond anything I had ever dreamed of. Legendary Paths. One meant creation, the other meant dominion.
I thought back to my journey so far. Every battle, every struggle, it had always been about pushing forward, never bending, never breaking.
I fought not just to survive but to carve my own place in this world. To get justice for my parents. To not be another soul whose fate was to die and get captured by the Eternals.
A memory surfaced, Grandma watching me struggle under a crushing weight. I was younger then, barely strong enough to hold it, let alone squat with it. The metal bar dug into my shoulders, my legs trembled, and sweat dripped down my face.
"Again," she said.
