White mused, feeling his body instinctively tense for a moment before he exhaled.

Furthermore, he could do it more than once—and in different locations.

The System said, and White nodded.

"It reinforces the flesh, increases speed and strength, and a new effect at Level 4 was repairing damage faster than ordinary bodies could manage."

He slowly clenched his hand.

"It no longer empowers the mortal frame, but replaces it with something higher."

[A state where strength is no longer muscular, speed is no longer physical, and endurance is no longer biological.]

The system added, and White fell silent for a moment before continuing.

"It is not growth."

"The old skill reaches its final limit, and instead of becoming sharper, it dies."

The thought alone made him grin.

DRIIING!

With that, White rose to his feet and moved to the bathroom for a quick bath. And that reminded him—he had not really bathed in months now.

The sight of it made him unconsciously flinch back for a moment before he exhaled with a laugh.

He mused before stepping out, getting dressed in his uniform, then moving back to check himself properly.

"Hey system!"

"Get me some roses, I wanna propose!"

The system said, trying to bring him down, though the fact that it bothered responding at all only confirmed it for White.

He said with a satisfied grin, brushing his hands through his hair.

Furthermore, they were coily. Very coily.

His face held a quiet refinement that made White wonder how he had even gotten this from what was supposed to be the dead body of a 500-year-old monstrous-looking alien creature.

His dark skin carried a clean, even tone—deep and rich without a single flaw in sight.

White leaned closer, looking at what grabbed him the most:

They were a luminous blue, holding a magnetic aura that drew White’s attention the longer he stared, as if someone was telling him he would find something beyond this world if he simply looked deeper.

"Hmm... that’s weird."

[What’s weird?]

"It’s like... it’s like there are two more eyes around here?"

He said, then scoffed at the ridiculousness of his own words.

The alarm rang once more, confirming there were only 20 minutes left. White straightened his uniform, fixing his badge properly before exhaling.

And with that, he was out, taking the elevator that whisked him down the tower to the base floor.

"Essence energy at its base is divided into three fundamental particles, just like how an atom is divided into the fundamental pieces of neutron, proton, and electron."

"The Influx..."

"Tsk, so much for being a breeze."

All eyes in the class were on him, and while of course he had a horn and that should indeed draw some attention...

No.

Her.

For one, she was sitting further back, away from her usual seat. And what’s more, all of the boys could notice it—her eyes, usually fixed on the instructor and consciously avoiding them all, were now sneaking glances at him. The horned guy.

They all were, to be fair—but when she looked once, then twice, then kept sneaking glances every five minutes...

They were all about to lose the school’s untouchable snow girl who had rejected the finest of them... to some horned dude?

So they all decided to carry out their execution plan swiftly. And the first step was simple: