【Talent: Eye of Divine Insight (Golden)】
【Eye of Divine Insight, a mysterious pupil etched with ancient runes, grants unparalleled abilities…】
【Legend has it that when fully awakened, this magic could slay even a Mythic Being!】

A Mythic Being?

Eirik had no clear understanding of what a "Mythic Being" was in this world, but one thing was certain: this Eye of Divine Insight sounded immensely powerful.

The moment he activated the talent, a cool sensation washed over his eyes. Intrigued, he grabbed a nearby copper mirror.
When he peered into it, he saw his reflection glowing faintly with a golden radiance from his pupils—strange and mesmerizing. But with a mere thought, he could conceal the light, blending into the crowd like any ordinary person.

It wasn't just the glow that had changed. Eirik sensed a new power stirring within him—an energy that felt like the fabled elemental forces of the world.

"Ha! This game is incredible! I just went from being a nobody to a genius overnight. This feels unreal!"

But mere talent wasn’t enough. He didn’t even own a basic spellbook yet. It was time to find a proper academy, find a mentor, and begin his magical journey.

"But which academy should I choose?"

Eirik pondered, deciding he should first buy a Guide to Apprenticeship, a common book in this land that helped aspiring mages choose a school. In Aelsryel, where everyone dreamed of becoming a magic scholar, books like this were abundant.

However, before he could take more than a few steps beyond his humble courtyard, he froze.
A familiar face caught his eye—a young woman with a delicate, fragile frame, so slight it seemed a gust of wind could blow her over. Her soft features and ethereal beauty would stir anyone's instinct to protect. She looked lost, scanning the area as if searching for someone.

Eirik stared at her, his mind racing.

"This… this can’t be! Isn't that Pixie?!"

In the last two simulations, Pixie hadn’t played a major role, but she had left an impression on Eirik. After all, the possibility of marrying her and becoming a noble had been tempting…

"I thought all the characters in that game were fictional. How is Pixie here in real life?" Eirik’s heart skipped a beat.
If Pixie was real, then… could Elvynna be real as well?

Wait, hold on… none of them knew about the game, so did it really matter if they were real?

The real question was: if The Crimson Frost Duke and the Demon Tree were also real, then…

“Does this mean that if I do nothing, eighteen years from now, that Demon Tree will destroy everything, and I'll die because of it?”

Damn it, this was starting to feel exactly like the game!
Did this mean he had to reach Practitioner Lv5 in magic and destroy the tree, just like Elvynna? But how could he—Eirik—possibly reach that level without any of the cheat tools Elvynna had in the game?

Running away seemed like the safest bet. This was real life—there were no extra lives, no respawns.

While Eirik stood frozen in thought, a sweet, playful voice suddenly pierced his reverie.
"Hee-hee! Finally, I found you!"

Eirik looked up to find Pixie standing right in front of him, her soft hand gently tugging at his sleeve, as though afraid he'd slip away.

“Excuse me, miss, who are you? And why are you looking for me?” Eirik asked cautiously, his heart tightening.

“Hmm… why am I looking for you?” Pixie’s bright eyes examined him from head to toe, her lips curling into a sly smile.

"Obviously, because you're incredibly talented!"

Talented?!

The neighbors nearby nearly burst out laughing.
Talented? Eirik? The same Eirik who could barely read and had failed at magic?

Around here, parents often warned their children: “Study hard, or you’ll end up like Eirik—going nowhere in life!”

“Miss, someone must’ve misled you. This kid? Talented? Ha!” One of the onlookers couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Pixie shook her head, her gaze never leaving Eirik, her eyes glimmering with something almost otherworldly. From her hand, she pulled out a magic sensing stone.

“He’s the one. The magic sensing stone doesn’t lie.”

Magic sensing stones were powerful artifacts, capable of revealing hidden magical potential.

“So that's how she found me. It must've been the change in my talent after the Eye of Divine Insight,” Eirik thought, suddenly connecting the dots.

At that realization, a brief flash of golden light flickered in his eyes—the glow of the Eye of Divine Insight.

The onlookers were stunned. It was as if lightning had struck, leaving them speechless.

“E-Eye of Divine Insight?!”

Could it be true? The street’s infamous failure, Eirik, was now the bearer of such legendary power?

Eirik, the boy who had always been considered a joke, was now the possessor of a mythical ability. The neighbors stood frozen, mouths agape, as if they'd stepped into a dream.

“You… you actually have the Eye of Divine Insight?” Pixie’s voice quivered with excitement as she grabbed Eirik’s arm and tugged him forward.

“Come on, you’re coming with me. My father is going to be so thrilled to meet you.”

Wait, what? Was this really happening? Meeting her father already?

Things were moving way too fast.

Eirik had a pretty good idea of what Pixie meant—she was probably offering him a position as a guest scholar for her family, the prestigious Ravenshadow clan.
With the legendary Eye of Divine Insight, marrying into their noble family would likely be a breeze.

Was this the start of his rise to nobility in real life?

But what Eirik didn’t know was that shortly after Pixie dragged him away, another figure appeared at the alley outside his home.

“Oh, you’re looking for Eirik? That kid’s been taken away by a female mage. Looks like he's about to strike it rich,” the elderly neighbor commented, shaking his head with a sigh.

That kid… how had he suddenly awakened the legendary Eye of Divine Insight? And now, two female mages were after him?

“Taken away?”

Elvynna’s fists clenched, her eyes flashing with anger.
Pixie, you’ve gone too far!

If this were the first simulation, Elvynna might’ve let it slide, even if Pixie took Eirik. But this time was different!
In that life, Eirik hadn’t just been her partner—he had been her husband. They had fought together, lived together, and in the end, he had died for her.
After his death, she had been devastated.
To avenge him, she had pushed herself to the limit, hunting down the demons that caused his demise.

She had even heard rumors that some who died might cross the River Styx and be reborn!
For that reason alone, she had trained tirelessly, seeking to become the strongest—not for power, but for the day he might return!
But without the Regal Bone of the Ancients, even her extraordinary potential wasn’t enough to defy the passage of time. And so, she passed away, with a heart full of regret.