Born in Another World With Two E Rank Skills!?

Kael had finally recovered enough to leave the infirmary. As he packed his things, the nurses gathered near his bed, offering kind smiles and words of encouragement.

"You've got a gift, Kael," one of them said. "What you did for those patients... it's not something we see every day. You come back and visit us, alright?"

Kael smiled gratefully. "I will. Thank you for everything."

As he stepped outside, the sun greeted him with warmth. Mira was waiting at the gate, her usual bright energy lifted further by his return. Two guards, assigned by the Guild Master, stood nearby and nodded respectfully as they prepared to escort them to the academy.

Kael felt nervous. Excited, but nervous. He was finally going to attend the academy, to begin understanding the mysteries of magic and his strange skill, Omni-Vision. He'd used it to help people. But how could he deepen that understanding? Was there more to it than simply seeing inside things?

The academy's towering marble spires came into view as they passed through the district gates. Students bustled about, wearing robes or uniforms, some carrying books enchanted with floating runes. Magic filled the air.

Their first class was Magic Application and Theory, a required course for all new students. The classroom was a tiered amphitheater with a large glowing orb set on a pedestal in the center.

The instructor, a tall, stern man with thin spectacles, stood beside the orb. "Magic is in all things," he began, his voice clear. "But not all magic responds equally to each person. The system gifts us skills, but it does not restrict us. Even those without magic-specific skills can wield magic—if they understand it and possess affinity."

He gestured to the orb. "This device will show you which elements you naturally resonate with. Place your hand upon it, and the light within will reveal your affinity."

One by one, the students came forward. The orb lit up with different colors: red for fire, green for wind, brown for earth, and so on. Some had two colors—rare, but not unheard of.

Then a cocky student sauntered up to the orb, clearly unimpressed by everything. He placed his hand on it, and the orb shimmered a deep blue, stars dancing within like a sea of light.

"Extraordinary water affinity," the teacher said, raising a brow.

"Tch. Figures," the student scoffed.

Finally, Kael approached. He placed his hand on the orb—and nothing happened.

Silence settled over the room.

Kael frowned. He felt... something. A heat building beneath his palm. Then, suddenly, the orb grew hot—so hot he had to pull his hand away with a hiss.

"It's burning," he said, startled.

The instructor looked bored. "Likely an error. Probably no—" He reached out and touched the orb himself.

"AH!" He recoiled, clutching his fingers. "Burned... impossible."

The class erupted in whispers. Eyes turned to Kael. Curious. Uneasy.

Kael looked down, his chest tightening. He'd seen these looks before. Back when his hair had first fallen out. The stares. The whispers. The isolation. Until his sister had quietly shaved her head to match his. That memory warmed his heart even now.

But here, surrounded by strangers, he felt exposed.

The teacher stood still for a moment, then abruptly turned and rushed from the room without explanation.

And Kael was left standing there, under a dozen curious, uncertain eyes, wondering what he had just revealed.