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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The Forgotten Prince

Cold.

That was the first thing Arin felt.

Cold stone beneath his back.

Cold wind through broken windows.

Cold reality.

He opened his eyes slowly.

A cracked ceiling.

Faded royal patterns.

Dust everywhere.

"This… isn't my apartment."

Memories crashed into him.

A modern world.

A sudden accident.

Darkness.

Then—

Prince Arin Eldoria.

Sixth prince.

Weakest blood.

Useless existence.

He sat up, breathing hard.

"So I… transmigrated?"

Before fear could take hold—

A voice echoed in his mind.

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Host detected.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Identity confirmed – Arin Eldoria.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Dynasty Bloodline System activating…]

A blue light appeared.

Floating.

Clear.

Unreal.

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Primary Objective – Build an Unrivaled Bloodline.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Secondary Objective – Establish a Supreme Dynasty.]

Arin stared.

"A system…?"

His heart pounded.

Then another panel opened.

[PLAYER PROFILE – ARIN ELDORIA

Name: Arin Eldoria

Age: 17

Status: Sixth Prince of Eldoria

Class: Unawakened Hybrid

STR: 5

MAG: 5

SPD: 5

END: 5

INT: 7

CHA: 6

Talent: None

Bloodline: Dormant

Growth Potential: SSS

System Authority: Level 1]

Arin's lips twitched.

"…I'm weaker than servants."

Even guards had 15+.

He clenched his fists.

"So this body was trash."

But then—

Growth Potential: SSS

He focused.

"System. Explain."

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Host currently fragile.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Recommendation – Accumulate Foundations.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Marriage, Loyalty, Territory required.]

Marriage.

Loyalty.

Territory.

"So… this is about building a family and army."

A dynasty.

Not just strength.

He laughed quietly.

"Interesting."

Outside the Window

He looked out.

A ruined courtyard.

Half-trained soldiers.

Rusty weapons.

This was Eldoria.

Weak.

Just like him.

But—

"I'll change it."

Servant's Arrival

A knock.

"Your Highness… breakfast."

A thin old servant entered.

Arin activated the system instinctively.

OBSERVATION – SERVANT KEL

STR: 6 | MAG: 2 | SPD: 5 | END: 6 | INT: 6 | CHA: 4

Normal human.

Even weaker than soldiers.

"This is the real baseline…"

Kel placed bread.

"Prince… will you attend council today?"

Arin nodded.

"Yes."

Kel looked surprised.

Usually, Arin skipped.

Ignored.

Forgotten.

But today—

He was different.

Inner Resolve

As Kel left, Arin stood.

Walked to the mirror.

Thin body.

Weak muscles.

Pale face.

But sharp eyes.

"From today…"

"I rise."

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Host Willpower Detected.]

[SYSTEM PROMPT: Mental Resistance +1]

A faint smile appeared.

The first step.

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