Limitless Ascension:The System Chosen

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Morning sunlight spilled through the thin shutters of the small inn room. A gentle breeze rustled the curtains, brushing against Ethan's face and waking him from a restless sleep. He blinked up at the wooden ceiling, the sounds of distant chatter and clinking dishes rising from the floor below.

He sat up, rubbing the stiffness from his shoulders. Despite the soft bed, his mind had been too wired to truly rest. Being transported—again—to another world had left his thoughts tangled. This one wasn't a dungeon, or some ancient battlefield. This world felt… calm. Strange. Alive.

He rose from bed and reached for his coat hanging over the back of a chair, sighing as he slipped it on. As he stood, he muttered, "Status."

Nothing.

[System: Currently Rebooting. Please stand by…]

"Figures," he muttered with a grimace. "I miss when that actually worked."

He stepped toward the window, glancing outside. Children played near a well. Merchants unloaded crates. The smell of baked bread drifted up. It was almost peaceful.

But he knew peace didn't last. Not in his life.

Downstairs, the inn's common room was lively. The scent of warm food hung thick in the air. A few early patrons chatted while sipping from wooden mugs. Behind the counter stood the innkeeper, a kind-eyed woman with a round face and a braided bun streaked with gray.

"Morning, dear," she greeted with a smile as Ethan approached. "Sleep well?"

"Better than I expected," he replied. "Thanks again… for everything."

"Don't mention it," she waved him off. "Princess Anna spoke kindly of you. Said you were new, needed help finding your feet."

"She did, huh?" he murmured.

The innkeeper smiled knowingly and placed a plate of eggs and toast before him. "Sit, eat. You'll need your strength."

Ethan nodded and dug in. The food was simple but delicious, and the warmth settled him more than he wanted to admit.

When he finished, he rose and adjusted his coat.

"I'll be heading to the castle. She said I should talk to someone named Kai or Gerda."

"Aye," the innkeeper nodded. "Trusted advisors to the royal family. Honest, sharp folk. If Princess Anna said to speak to them, it's a good idea."

Ethan gave her a grateful smile. "Thanks."

She tilted her head and called after him as he opened the door. "And don't forget to smile once in a while. You're too handsome to waste that face on brooding."

He chuckled and stepped out into the morning sun.

The walk to the castle was surprisingly pleasant. Clean stone paths led through the bustling town center, where townsfolk moved about, prepping stalls and arranging flowers. Banners celebrating the upcoming coronation fluttered in the breeze.

Children pointed at the castle's tall towers, and couples strolled arm in arm. For a place brimming with royalty, Arendelle didn't feel cold or distant. It felt… alive.

When Ethan reached the palace gates, two guards crossed their halberds in front of him.

"Halt. State your name and business."

"Ethan," he said simply. "Princess Anna told me to speak with either Kai or Gerda about work."

The guards exchanged a quick glance. One nodded and disappeared behind the gate while the other stayed, eyeing Ethan with curiosity.

A few minutes later, the first guard returned. "Come. Kai will see you."

Inside the castle, the air shifted. Smooth marble floors, high arches, gold trim—this was a world far removed from the rustic charm of the town. Servants moved silently through the halls, and the soft echo of distant instruments filled the corridors.

They brought Ethan to a quiet study, where an older man in a finely tailored coat stood reviewing scrolls. His salt-and-pepper hair was combed neatly, and his eyes sharp behind his spectacles.

"You must be Ethan," the man said without looking up. "I'm Kai. Princess Anna sent word you might be coming."

"Yes, sir," Ethan replied respectfully.

Kai glanced up, studying him. "You're… not from around here."

"No, sir."

Kai nodded. "I can't offer you much without proof of skill or character. But you helped Princess Anna. That earns you a chance."

He opened a wooden case on the table, revealing two polished wooden training swords. He handed one to Ethan.

"I'd like to see how you handle yourself."

Ethan took the sword, testing its weight. "Alright."

The training hall was large, filled with light from skylights above. A woman stood waiting at the far end—tall, toned, and with the steady posture of a veteran. She gave Ethan a nod and stepped into position.

"No killing blows. Just show me what you've got," she said.

Ethan smiled faintly. "You'll regret asking."

The duel began with a sharp crack of wood.

The woman moved with precision, but Ethan met her pace. He sidestepped, deflected, countered. The blades clashed in rhythm, neither side yielding easily.

After several intense exchanges, the woman stepped back, breathing harder.

"You're fast," she said.

"You're not bad either."

Kai, watching from the side, smiled. "You'll do."

By the time Ethan returned to the inn, the sky had deepened to orange. He pushed the door open, the bell above it ringing softly.

The innkeeper raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"I got the job," Ethan replied.

She smiled proudly. "Good. I had a feeling you would."

As he climbed the stairs to his room, Ethan let out a quiet sigh of relief. He had a place to stay. A purpose. For now.

But his thoughts drifted back to the woman in the alley, the cloak, the mysterious shift in his path.

Nothing ever stayed calm for long.

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