"Author here, You can skip world building chapter such as 1,2.. etc, those chapter are lore dumps.
I would suggest head to chapter 1.1 or 1.2... with decimals. There, a lot of juicy contents!, *giggles* or ignoring everything and you can read the whole thing.
that's is all, author out!"
The year was 2045.
To the rest of the world, the Loid Kingdom was an only survival of a nation during the Great Warlord of Gaia War.
It possessed a terrifying, absolute deterrent known simply as the
End of Times,
a catastrophic power capable of conquering the entire globe.
Yet, if you were to walk down the pristine, gleaming streets of the capital, you wouldn't see a grim military dystopia. Instead, you would hear the gentle, synchronized hum of an incredibly advanced civilization.
High-speed trains glided seamlessly between towering skyscrapers, sleek motorized cars and buses navigated the orderly roads, and massive transport planes painted white streaks across the sky.
Despite this overwhelming military might, the citizens proudly calling themselves Loids walked around with bright, carefree smiles. They thoroughly enjoyed their peaceful daily lives.
And every bit of this utopian lifestyle was made possible by a singular masterpiece: the DIVA system.
Invented by the King himself, the
Directory, Index, Visionary, Assessment
system or DIVA, for short was the invisible backbone of the entire kingdom.
It was a miraculous system that managed, evaluated, and bestowed the foundational pillars of power directly to the citizenry.
Sizzle!
At a bustling open-air cafe in the heart of the city, a chef in a crisp white uniform grinned as he tossed a massive iron wok.
"Alright, let's speed things up!" he muttered.
A faint, shimmering aura instantly wrapped around his arms as he activated
Enchant
.
In an instant, his physical limits were completely suppressed, and his movements became a blur. His strength and speed multiplied tenfold.
To the rest of the world,
Enchant
was a devastating combat art used strictly for elite military exercises or brutal martial arts.
But here in the Loid Kingdom, it was casually thrown around for daily chores, heavy lifting, and cooking dinner.
Right next to the cafe, a young street performer giggled as she clapped her hands together.
When she opened them, a perfect sphere of water floated in mid-air, spinning lazily before bursting into a harmless, brilliant display of dancing flames.
To the average Loid citizen, manipulating the basic elemental attributes like Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind was as natural as breathing. They were common, everyday magic powers.
However, whispered the rumors always circulated through the prestigious, metallic spires of the Loid Academy.
There were classified of rare geniuses who could bypass the basic elements entirely, tapping into terrifying, absolute concepts like Light, Dark, Matter, and even Anti-matter.
"Hey, did you check your DIVA system yet?" a teenager in a sleek academy uniform asked his friend as they walked past the plaza. "The official rankings just announced!".
"Not yet! Man, I'm starving for a Class Upgrade," his friend replied, nervously tapping a kiosk terminal's glass screen. "I've been mastering my skills for months. If the assessment don't grant me a Rank A today, my dad is going to ground me."
In this society, a citizen's true identity and societal role were defined by their
Class
.
These official designations were formally bestowed either directly by the King or by the high scholars of the Loid Academy after rigorous evaluation.
Whether you were designated as a frontline
Tank
, a devastating
Magic Caster
, a lethal
Wordmaster
, or a nimble
Thief
, your Class was your pride and joy. It was the ultimate proof of your worth under the DIVA system.
Advanced technology, abundant magic, absolute safety, and endless prosperity.
Protected by the unchallenged might of the
End of Times
and guided by the flawless calculations of the DIVA system, the people of the Loid Kingdom believed their perfect paradise would last forever.