Name: Arven Kael
Age: 20 Years
Status: Non-Awakener
Occupation: Freelance Video Editor
Ten years had passed since the world changed.
Since the Tower of Architect appeared and took everything away.
Since Arven Kael lost his family.
Living in Safe Zone 07 — one of the few remaining regions after the monster invasion — Arven grew up as part of the lowest class. No Class, no power. Just one of millions of Non-Awakeners surviving with odd jobs.
But fate had its own plans.
And everything changed... that night.
"Twenty hours of work... six hours of revisions... and now the render crashes again?"
Arven stared hopelessly at his laptop screen. The video editing software's loading bar froze at 98%. A faint blue light flickered from the secondhand laptop's case, nearly boiling from overheating. Beside it, a cold cup of coffee and a stack of external hard drives filled with Ascender footage.
The digital clock on the wall showed 03:42 AM. Outside — or at least, in his tiny world within the Safe Zone — the night remained silent and still.
"If this video fails again, the client's going to cancel every project," he muttered. "Which means... I'm stuck with instant noodles for another two weeks."
Arven let out a deep sigh and leaned back against his plastic chair. He wasn't a fighter. Not a mage. Not even a support. Just a video editor.
People like him held no worth in the new world. What mattered now were strength, levels, rare Classes, and monster kill counts. Not transition masking skills or syncing beat drops with fight scenes.
Ironically, famous Ascenders needed people like Arven to make their videos go viral. Victory clips. Heroic moments. Enemy executions in slow-motion with explosion effects. All of it... made by editors like him.
"My life... is just someone else's highlight reel."
Suddenly, his laptop screen flickered. This wasn't a normal error — it was deeper. A wave of blue light surged from beneath the keyboard. All electronics in the room died. The clock froze. Lights out. Even the air seemed to stop moving.
"What the—"
WHOOM.
Arven's body was pulled from his chair. Not a typical teleport — more like... being taken by something. The world around him blurred, then vanished into total darkness.
When he opened his eyes...
It wasn't the ceiling of his apartment he saw.
But a boundless black space — filled with floating holographic panels gently glowing in midair.
"Where is this...?"
Suddenly, a mechanical, deep voice echoed from all directions:
[Awakening Detected…]
[Class: Undefined]
[Matching Life Pattern: 89.6% – Creative Manipulation]
[Match Accepted.]
Class Acquired: Re:Editor
— Reality can now be edited
You have Awakened.
Welcome, Arven Kael..
A 3D panel resembling editing software appeared — complete with timeline, effects, layers, and buttons like Cut, Copy, Insert... even Render.
Arven said, and panic. "…Huh?"
He looked at his hands. Digital shadows glowed across his skin. He touched one of the layers, and suddenly, a combat video appeared midair — footage like the kind he usually edited. But this... felt alive.
Arven moved the cursor.
Click.
[Effect Applied: Explosion – Flame Preset A]
BOOM!
A real explosion burst in the air, flames igniting in the empty space.
Arven leapt back. "THAT WAS REAL?!" he shouted.
He turned back to the panel. His hand trembled.
The UI glowed, recognizing every tool he'd ever used in his work.
But this time... it wasn't for video.
It was for reality.
Arven slowly realized:
This Class… was reality.
And he… was the editor of it.
But before he could ask anything, the world around him shook again.
All panels disappeared, and blue light enveloped him once more.
[TRANSFER INITIATED]
Arven fell — or it felt like falling — into a void.
He landed in a barren, dark land. No stars, no sky. Just eternal blackness.
A notification appeared before him:
[AWAKENING MISSION – EXCLUSIVE TO CLASS: Re:Editor]
You have been sent to an Unknown Zone — a barren area uninhabited and unstructured.
Use your Class skills to edit and create your first world.
Mission Objectives:
– Build a livable shelter
– Create a sustainable farmland area
– Add a green forest area for ecosystem balance
– Change the sky to be bright, colored, and stable
Note: Your Class skills will grow with construction progress.
Time Limit: Until mission completion
You may only exit this zone once all objectives are fulfilled.
Arven looked around — all was dark and lifeless. Yet somehow, he didn't panic.
Inside him... something stirred. A sense of challenge.
And so, he began to work. Piece by piece. Layer by layer.
He shaped the ground using Masking and Solid Layers, crafting terrain from rough cuts and smoothing them with Feathering. His first tree was "planted" using Copy-Paste from a procedurally generated tree, simulated with Fractal Noise and Shape Layers. The sky was colored using Lumetri Color — adjusting tone, exposure, and hue until it came alive.
His first little house was built by assembling hundreds of Pre-comps and Anchor Points, creating a pixel-by-pixel structure within his 3D timeline. The farm was designed by referencing old ecosystem footage, refined through Adjustment Layers, Time Remapping, and Motion Tracking.
6 MONTHS LATER
The empty world had become a living region.
The sky glowed with orange-blue gradients.
A breeze flowed.
Trees swayed.
Crops grew.
And a small wooden house stood peacefully in the center.
The system finally reappeared.
[MISSION COMPLETE]
The world has been created.
This zone is now officially registered within the Tower of Architect.
Region Name: Floor 0
Ownership Status: BELONGS TO ARVEN KAEL
Important Notes:
– You are the only being who holds ownership of a Floor.
– Ascenders may become temporary rulers or conquerors of floors.
– Floor 0 cannot be seized or destroyed. It is bound directly to your Class.
Welcome to the foundation of your world.
Unlocked Skills:
– Cut (Lv.1) – Remove elements from reality
– Copy (Lv.1) – Duplicate a form or effect
– Paste (Lv.1) – Reinsert copied elements
– Layer Adjust (Lv.1) – Modify visuals and space conditions
– Render (Lv.1) – Save changes into reality
Arven Kael opened his eyes, standing atop the world he had built from nothing.
His first world.
A world crafted by the editor.
And that's where the story begins.