In the world of 'leveling up with the system', talent is decided at birth.
At birth, the amount of mana in a child determines the talent they will have. If the child manages to awaken their mana circuits by age six, they will be able to utilize this talent to the maximum extent. Commonly, children inherit the properties of mana from their parents. This is why children of noble bloodlines have superior talent compared to common citizens.
As always, there are indeed exceptions.
Rarely,there are children with talent who come from ordinary families.
Rein Varion is such a talent. Born to an ordinary family with mediocre mana and a standard mana circuit, the only thing that could be said to be extraordinary was the good looks he inherited from his parents.
But that was before the village burned. Before the system forced mana circuits directly into a twelve-year-old's brain.
'So, the main character is basically a cheat code fueled by tragedy,' I thought, rubbing my temples as the glowing text of the first chapter faded from my vision.
"Hey, Chirpy," I called out.
"[YES, HOST?]" the screen blinked.
"If Rein Varion is the chosen one with an overpowered system, what exactly is this body? Because according to your summary, Kaelen Valerius Duskbane is just a deadbeat prince destined to be demon food in two months."
"[HOST IS AN EXTRA WITH ZERO RELEVANCE TO THE PLOT! AS A SWORDSMANSHIP INSTRUCTOR AT LUNARIS ACADEMY, YOUR ONLY JOB WAS TO EXIST, BE IN DEBT, AND DIE TO SHOW HOW DANGEROUS THE DEMON INVASION IS!]"
"Can you say that with a little less enthusiasm? It's seriously hurting my morale." I sighed, looking down at my hands. They were smooth, uncalloused—definitely not the hands of a seasoned swordsman, despite the title of 'Swordsmanship Instructor'.
"[WAIT, HOST! TODAY IS YOUR FIRST DAY OF WORK! IF YOU ARE LATE ON YOUR FIRST DAY, LUNARIS ACADEMY RESERVES THE RIGHT TO TERMINATE YOUR CONTRACT AND EVICT YOU FROM THIS APARTMENT!]"
My eyes widened. "Evict me? But I have nowhere else to go! I'm broke and kicked out of the palace!"
"[AND YOU ARE 200 MILLION GOLD COINS IN DEBT! SHOULD YOU LOSE YOUR JOB, THE DEBT COLLECTORS WILL LEGALLY BE ALLOWED TO SELL YOUR ORGANS :)]"
"Stop putting smiley faces next to horrific sentences!"
I scrambled out of bed, nearly tripping over the academy-provided slippers. I didn't know the first thing about swordsmanship, I was drowning in astronomical debt, and a literal demon apocalypse was scheduled for eight weeks from now.
But first, I had to survive morning attendance.
"...The thing about debt collectors legally being allowed to sell organs is a lie, right?"
"[WOULD YOU LIKE TO USE 4 AFFINITY COINS TO KNOW THE ANSWER?]"
...Maybe it's better not to know.