Hyouken No Majutsushi Ga Sekai Wo Suberu: Sekai... — Genuine

The world went silent. The dark flames didn't just extinguish; they turned into delicate glass sculptures of soot and ash, shattering into dust. The ground beneath the assassin’s feet blossomed into a forest of jagged ice pillars, pinning him instantly.

The Iceblade Sorcerer, Ray White, stood at the edge of the Arnold Academy training grounds, the biting wind tugging at his simple uniform. To the other students, he was just an "Ordinary" – a commoner who had lucked his way into a prestigious magic school. But beneath the surface, his mana hummed with a cold, absolute power that could freeze the very soul of the world. Hyouken no Majutsushi ga Sekai wo Suberu: Sekai...

He lowered his gaze, the blue fading back to a quiet, unassuming grey. "Just a student, Amelia. One who’s tired of the cold." The world went silent