My Talent's Name Is Generator - Chapter 87

Chapter 87: The Class That Shaped My Future Chapter 87: The Class That Shaped My Future I sat in the center of my training room, ready to check my class options.

My essence store was overflowing, my body fully rested and fed.

The mission was set, and there were no loose ends left to tie up.  Most importantly, I had officially confirmed there was nothing between Mark and North, though it cost me a few shoulder punches to seal the deal.

I opened the status panel and mentally clicked on the glowing [Class Options Available].

A new panel flashed open in front of me, listing my choices.

I started reading.

————————– Essence Noblesse [Legendary]: No one knows what came first, Essence or the Universe.

But those who wield Essence shape reality itself.

A Noblesse is not merely a master of Essence; they are its sovereign, sculpting its flow, refining its form, and bending it to their will.

To be an Essence Noblesse is to rule over the creation.  ————————– I read the description once, then twice, my eyes locking onto a single word: Legendary.

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm.  ‘Cool.

It’s just a legendary class.

Chill, Billion.

Chill.’ I exhaled heavily.

But who was I kidding?

This was perfect.

This was awesome.

This was fucking legendary.

At least all my hard work focusing on Essence paid off.

Blowing up my arms and legs by channeling Essence actually worked.

I reread the class description, and it was beautiful.

To be a sovereign of Essence?

That was massive.

And personally, it linked perfectly with my talent.

But there was no other information.

No specifics.

I moved on to the next class.

————————– Essence Architect [Legendary]: The foundation of all things begins with design.

To shape, to refine, to construct-an Essence Architect does not follow the rules of the world but rewrites them, molding Essence itself to forge a path unseen by others.

Their creations are not bound by nature but by will alone.

————————– I tilted my head, frowning.

‘What’s the difference between the two classes?’ Both were Legendary.

Both revolved around Essence.

One called itself a sovereign, the other an architect.

I reread the descriptions carefully.

Essence Noblesse sounded grand, almost regal, like it put me above Essence itself, giving me authority over it.

A ruler, a sovereign, a master of what Essence was.

But what did that actually mean?

Would it give me finer control?

More power?

Then there was Essence Architect: a creator, a designer, someone who shaped and refined Essence.

Unlike the first class, this one didn’t claim I ruled over anything.

Instead, it implied I could construct something, mold Essence itself in ways others couldn’t.

I exhaled slowly.

One sounded like dominance.

The other, forger or creator.

I moved on to the next available class choice.

————————– Apex Ascendant [Legendary]: The body is a fortress, ever-growing, ever-adapting.

Those who walk the path of ascension do not merely endure; they evolve.

With each challenge, their form reshapes, refines, and surpasses all limits.

What breaks them only makes them unbreakable.

————————– I was genuinely surprised by what I saw.

To think that my passive ability, which I acquired after reaching 50 in each attribute, would qualify me for a Legendary class, was beyond my expectations.

It was clear that this class revolved around the body, focusing on its enhancement and evolution.

This also confirmed that my Apex Body passive was not just rare but incredibly powerful.

I hadn’t fully grasped its impact yet, but there would be plenty of time to explore its potential in the future.

I moved on to the next class choice.

————————– Limit Breaker [Epic]: Limits exist only for the weak.

The truly strong shatter them with every step.

A Limit Breaker knows no boundaries, every hardship only fuels their rise.

The greater the obstacle, the higher they ascend.

No chain can bind them, no rule can contain them.

They are the storm that defies the sky, the force that bends destiny itself.

————————– I exhaled slowly, letting the meaning sink in.

A class built on breaking past restrictions.

A path where the harder I’m pushed, the stronger I become.

It wasn’t about steady growth or safe, calculated progress.

No, this was a class for those who crushed barriers, who shattered ceilings with their fists and kept climbing.

Pain?

That would be fuel.

Exhaustion?

Just another chain to break.

Limitations?

They wouldn’t apply to me.

I liked the class.

If it were legendary, I might have considered giving it a shot.

I moved on to the next class offered to me.

————————– Apex Destroyer [Epic]: A body forged in endless battle, tempered by war’s fury.

Their strength shatters limits, their blows turn steel to dust.

The earth trembles, the sky cracks, Apex Destroyers do not fight; they obliterate.

Phantom Stride [Epic]: The wind itself lags behind, the world a blur in their wake.

Faster than sight, untouchable as a whisper.

To hunt them is to chase a shadow, to strike them is to strike the air.

Steel Sentinel [Epic]: An unbreakable wall, an immovable force, flesh turned to fortress, resolve turned to steel.

They do not bow, they do not break.

Let the storm rage, let the world burn, they will endure.

Mindforged Ascendant [Epic]: Thought becomes power, will shapes the unseen.

The mind, honed to a blade, carves through the reality.

They do not just wield power, they command it, shaping the world with nothing but intent.

————————– “Wow.” I had been offered a class based on each of my core attributes, and they were all Epic.

I patted myself on the back for the achievement.

The list ended there.

Eight classes in total.

Three legendary.

Five epic.

If word got out, people would lose their minds.

Probationary soldiers didn’t get this kind of selection.

Even seasoned elites wouldn’t be offered this many high-grade options.

I leaned back slightly, staring at the glowing choices in front of me.

The three Legendary classes were, without a doubt, the best.

But Epic wasn’t weak either.

Each of these classes had a clear focus, a specific path of advancement.

Apex Destroyer was raw power.

Strength at its absolute peak.

Perfect for crushing anything in my way.

Phantom Stride was speed.

If I picked it, I’d become untouchable.

No enemy would be able to land a clean hit.

Steel Sentinel was defense.

The kind of resilience that made someone impossible to take down.

Mindforged Ascendant was something different.

It focused on Psynapse, the attribute related to the mind, reaction speed, and abilities beyond the physical.

It was the most unknown class to me, but also the most intriguing.

I took a deep breath.

Picking a class wasn’t something I could undo.

Once I made my choice, that would be my path moving forward.

From the start, I had already decided, my choice had to be related to Essence.

The other options were tempting, but Essence was too important to give up.

Now, the only dilemma was between Essence Noblesse and Essence Architect.

At first glance, they seemed almost identical.

But the fact that they were offered separately meant there had to be a fundamental difference between them.

Once I picked one, the other would be gone forever.

I’d never know what I had missed.

In a way, that was a good thing.

If I never found out which was better, I wouldn’t have to regret my choice.

The choice was between reigning over creation or becoming its architect.

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