Nolan Goodwill was the protagonist of the novel. He has Pure black hair with Black irises and has an athletic body, but he was not very buff. His face was chiseled, and His height is around 5'11 and was actually taller than me.
Dammit
He had a pretty normal life until he was 10. One day, his father died in a traffic accident, and his mother started behaving strangely.
Right now, he is on a quest to find his mother or, at the very least, know if she died or not. His mother left him at an orphanage in the village on the outskirts of Theon Kingdom, Which was later destroyed in the war between kingdom of Hera and Theon. Despite many orphanage children telling him that his mother wanted to get rid of him, that's why she left him here. But he was sure that his mother would never do this. The kids did not like the words and started isolating him. And the only one who wouldn't was Sirius. later Sirius started to call him brother, and Nolan actually started caring for him as a little brother. And after they came to Theron city for clues, He received an anonymous letter that he should look into the church of the Loom. And that's why he decided to get into weave because the church had significant influence in weave and recruited the students from weave.
After seeing him in real life, he was definitely handsome.
Well, there was nothing else after Nolan checked his Rank, which was Rank 5. He went to get the ID card for the first year.
As the crowd dissipated, I went to check my rank, and I was shocked. I was actually Rank 50.
I did not expect to rank that well. I guess I am smart.
I went to the receptionist, got my ID card, and went back home.
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As I sat on my bed, I got my ID card, and it had my information, potential rank, and My Threads.
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Name: Solace Wright
Age: 18
Potential Rank: C
Threads:
1) Thread of Chain: Layer 4 (Potential)
2) Thread of Stillness: Layer 2 (Potential)
3) Thread of Glass: Layer 4 (Potential)
Class: A
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Seems like my transmigration also increased my potential.
Hmm, I got into Class-A. Well, I am ranked 50.
There are a total of four classes in First year A-B-C-D,
Each has 50 students.
The academy will start next Monday, and today is Tuesday. I haven't got much to do.
I guess I could just train my body till then.
My Father had taught me the basics of both swords and hand-to-hand combat.
And I decided to train tirelessly till I reached F Rank, as I was still a sub-rank behind my peers. And also was on the verge to breakthrough to F rank.
Later that evening.
At the dinner table, everyone was overjoyed that I got into Weave.
The dining table glowed under the soft amber lights. Steam curled up from freshly served plates. The rich aroma of my favourite dish, spiced and perfectly cooked, wrapped the whole room in comfort. It wasn't a grand feast, but it was the kind of meal that made the house feel alive.
Mom set down the serving bowl with a proud smile
"Here it is. Your favorite. If you think getting into a prestigious academy isn't reason enough to spoil you, then I don't know what is."
Luna started swinging her legs under the chair, with a wide grin
"Oooh, he's the star of the night. Don't let it get to your head, big shot."
Meanwhile, Noah grabbed a serving spoon before anyone else and said with gulping his saliva
"Better let me taste first. Gotta check if Mom made it right."
But before he could, Dad interrupted him, raising an eyebrow sharply
"Put that down. Guests—" (he glances at me with a tiny smirk) "—and in this case, the achiever, eats first."
Noah shrugged, chuckling
"Fine, fine. But only because he earned it."
Turned to me, more sincere for a moment, and said
"Congrats, bro. Really. Not many can pull that off."
"Thanks. Though I'm pretty sure you just want to stay on my good side." I said, smiling faintly.
Noah nodded and grinned, adding
"Exactly. You never know when I'll need you to cover for me. After all Luna and I are going to join in the next year.
Dad folded his arms and said in a serious tone
"Enough chatter. Eat before the food gets cold."
After a pause, He said softly but still gruffly.
"And well done. You made us proud."
Mom nodded and then slid a small wrapped box toward me.
"And there's something else. From all of us."
I took the Box and said in a puzzled tone.
"…You didn't have to—"
"Just open it already!" Luna said excitedly, interrupting me
Noah leaned closer and said
"If it's socks, try not to cry."
I opened the box, finding the pendant with the tiny family photo
"…A pendant?"
Mother, smiling warmly, said, "Not just a pendant. A piece of home. Wherever you go, this will go with you."
"Don't lose it. Things like that aren't replaceable." Father said, clearing his throat, trying to hide a hint of pride.
Noah grinned a little and said
"Think of it as your lucky charm. Or a reminder that someone back home will scold you if you slack off."
smiling, I tucked the pendant safely into my palm
"…I'll take care of it. And of all of you."
"That's all we ask. Now eat before your sister finishes everything." Mother said while serving me food.
"Hey! I don't eat that much!" Luna said, gasping dramatically
Dad finally cracked a faint chuckle and said, "Hmph. Enough talking—dig in."
The conversation carried on between bites of food, filled with laughter, jabs, and the occasional stern look from Father. But under it all was a steady rhythm of warmth—ordinary, yet quietly unforgettable.
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And before I knew it, the first day of the academy arrived.