Ohh this is coming together really nicely, Sula! The flow, the tension, and the emotions — all building up just right. I'll now refine Chapter 04 for you with better descriptions, smoother grammar, and Eurieal's playful/funny moments adde
The next morning, Sanato woke up with a restless mind.
"The hell… it wasn't a dream, huh? I really came to another world… What am I supposed to do now?"
He dragged himself out of bed and gazed out the window. The sky was clear, and the sun bathed the land in warm light. Outside, people moved about with cheerful energy—children ran through the streets laughing, merchants set up stalls, and townsfolk chatted like it was any other day. Beyond the tall walls stood beautiful plains that stretched toward a distant, dark forest. Compared to Earth, with all its chaos and technology, this place felt like a peaceful paradise.
"How can a war touch a place like this?" Sanato wondered, feeling a heavy knot form in his chest.
A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.
"Hero Sanato, may I come in?" came a familiar, cheery voice.
"Of course!" he said quickly.
The door opened and Eurieal walked in like a queen entering her court—but with a huge grin on her face that ruined any sense of grace. Behind her, two maids carried trays filled with food.
"I figured you'd still be tired, so I had breakfast brought to your room," Eurieal said warmly.
Sanato blinked at her, then smiled. She really did feel like an older sister sometimes.
"Thanks… but you can just call me Sanato, no need to be formal," he said sheepishly.
Eurieal tilted her head, confused, then smirked.
"Then in return, you can call me Eurieal," she said, placing a hand on her hip dramatically.
"But… you're older than me. Shouldn't I at least say 'Sis Eurieal' or something?" Sanato offered with a grin.
"Ohoho~! I don't mind that either. 'Sis Eurieal the Magnificent' has a good ring to it!" she declared, puffing out her chest proudly. "But I warn you—once you call me sis, you're forever under my protection, got it?"
Sanato laughed. "Deal."
Eurieal then signaled the maids to set the table and leave. Sanato's stomach growled as soon as the lids were lifted. The table was filled with at least ten dishes—steamed buns, roasted meat, colorful fruits, and something that looked suspiciously like glowing jelly.
"Go on, eat," Eurieal said, barely holding in her laughter. "You're looking at the royal treatment of Sandria—minus the jelly. That one's a surprise."
Sanato hesitated. "This jelly isn't going to explode or something, is it?"
"No promises!" she teased, before taking a seat and watching him eat.
Once he finished, she leaned forward seriously. "Sanato, you need to start your training."
He paused mid-sip of juice. "I'm an E Ranker. What's the point? I can't do anything out there."
Eurieal's smile faded. She got up and moved closer to sit beside him.
"Listen, Sanato… Yes, your rank is E, and it's true you won't ever be like your brother in terms of raw power. But the system doesn't decide everything. It shows our rank, sure, but it doesn't define how much we can grow."
"But you said rank and level don't change."
"They don't," she confirmed, "but you can still learn new skills. It's just really hard. Most people avoid that path because it takes years of training. But you… you're different."
Sanato's eyes narrowed. "Isn't there a faster way?"
Eurieal hesitated. "There is... Skill books."
Sanato's eyes lit up. "Seriously?!"
She raised one finger dramatically. "Yes. But... they're incredibly rare. Only found in the deepest dungeons or dropped by monsters stronger than SS rank."
Just then, Salina's voice cut in from the hallway like a cold wind. "Which means they're out of your reach. For now."
Sanato sighed. So much for shortcutting this.
"I'm sorry," Eurieal said softly. "If I were stronger, I'd go find one for you."
Sanato smiled faintly. "It's alright. That just means I have to go the long way."
Eurieal looked genuinely proud. "If you train hard, and the God of Luck smiles on you, maybe—just maybe—you'll unlock your first skill before the next battle."
"So who's training me?" he asked, now oddly excited.
"Oh! Right—Galhaan volunteered to be your instructor!"
Sanato stared at her in horror.
'I'm screwed.'
"Yup! Big, scary, scar-faced, shouty Galhaan himself! Excited?" Eurieal teased with a wink before getting up. "He'll be waiting for you tomorrow morning. Good luck~!"
And with a laugh, she left the room.
Sanato dropped onto his bed, groaning. "This is gonna be hell."
After a few moments, he sat up again. "System window," he whispered.
A glowing screen appeared before him.
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Level: 1 Rank: E
HP: 50/50 MP: 10/10
Strength: 10
Stamina: 10
Agility: 10
Mana: 10
Precision: 10
Points to Allocate: 0
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Skills
• Unknown {Rank G} (Locked)
• Grand Summoning {Rank G}
Title
• God's Chosen One {Rank G}
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"What the hell is this? Rank G? Locked skill?" he muttered. His head was spinning with questions.
"Guess I'll ask Eurieal tomorrow… or Sis Eurieal the Magnificent."
He chuckled to himself, already imagining her reaction.