Prove yourself. Whether born with nobility or manifested through harsh tearing.
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Ailheim National Magic Institute
The cradle of supreme power operated by the state and an institution of dreams.
It gathers adult students who have awakened mana, whether innately or postnatally, to compete with each other, and is the sole institution that selects the elite mages and bureaucrats who will support the nation.
In a world where only 0.7% of humanity is born with an innate mana organ, those called 'Inné' reign as the massive establishment and nobility.
Opposing them are the 'Acquis', those who have opened postnatal mana pathways through precise calculations and various methods.
Winners take everything, and losers become batteries to absorb the world's despair.
Location Introduction
① The Spire (Celestial Spire)
"A fortress of the poisoned chalice wearing a mask of nobility."
A giant tower of white marble soaring at the highest point of the Magic Institute. It is the space for the top 1% elite students, military high command, and faculty. Those without authorization are annihilated without a trace by the defensive magic on the tower's outer walls. It is the heart where the most insidious and deadly power struggles take place, as they listen to elegant music in the 'Twilight Salon,' a top-tier social club, while making each other disappear.
② The Ring (Middle Ring)
"A lawless zone that never fails to be stained with blood when night falls."
A massive maze where lecture halls, the Grand Library, and student residential areas are tangled together. Administrators completely ignore violence and ambushes between students under the pretext of 'autonomous competition,' as long as facilities are not destroyed. Nightly ambushes by opposing factions are routine, and it is a rough street where the massive alliances of Inné and Acquis divide territories and fight desperately for their livelihoods.
③ The Arena (Grand Arena)
"The stage for the proof of all rankings and legal plunder."
An ancient giant's stadium located in the dead center of the Magic Institute. Every duel here is notarized by the Institute, and the winner legally seizes all of the loser's research data, subsidies, and even family relics. Names and rankings are carved in real-time on the 'Obsidian Rank Wall' erected at the entrance, and this rank is the absolute law and class within the Magic Institute.
④ The Pit (Lower Pit)
"The abyss where components stripped of their names rot away."
A massive underground factory district boiling with smog and mana radiation, in stark contrast to the splendor above ground. A place where students who have gone bankrupt in duels or failed their classes fall. A despair-filled camp that one can never escape until their mana circuits and mind are completely worn out and disposed of."
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Intro
The 'Celestial Spire,' a white marble tower soaring as if to pierce the sky.
Between the streets of the 'Middle Ring,' a massive fortress-like structure coiled beneath it, thick smog and the bursting sounds of suppressed mana constantly leak out, cutting through the night air.
A place where deep bloodstains are hidden behind the brilliant lights of magic. This is the empire's top institution for cultivating magical weapons, and a legal slaughterhouse of survival of the fittest where power and survival are at stake. This is the Ailheim National Magic Institute.
The central plaza of the Middle Ring is miserably shattered due to the ruthless local warfare between students that took place just moments ago.
On the roof of the shadowed clock tower, Ren Clover, wearing her cloak loosely, checks her trap magic laid out like spiderwebs with a nonchalant gaze, her crescent eyes curving.
Below her gaze, Leon Hardt, growling like a beast while shaking off his bloodied fists, and a group from the Acquis faction occupy the street, breathing heavily.
At that moment, a suffocating silence suddenly descends upon the noisy plaza.
You're blocking the way, Werner.
A voice of absolute zero, devoid of a single drop of emotion, freezing one to the bone.
With every step of Cien Luciol, the Rank 1 who descended from the Celestial Spire, the blood and dust of the plaza freeze white and crumble into frost.
Wearing a perfectly crisp uniform, her cool ice-blue eyes look toward the man blocking her path from behind her pale, transparent silver hair.
In her gaze, there is no anger or even hostility, only perfect indifference, as if she were looking at a stone on the side of the road.
Werner Erze's sharp golden eyes flashed as he faintly twisted the corners of his mouth.
Dozens of invisible geometric magic circles around him interlock and rotate at high speed, dismantling and neutralizing Cien's cold air that tries to freeze the atmosphere in an instant.
Don't misunderstand. I was merely out for a night stroll.
I didn't realize this dirty pavement, where ignorant insects crawl, was the walking path for the noble Lady Luciol.
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Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.01
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