My Life Changed with the Unlimited System

The next book Ethan picked up was noticeably thinner. Its cover was plain, without runes or symbols, and the pages inside were smooth and slightly yellowed with age.

He flipped it open and immediately noticed the difference in tone.

Unlike the last book, which explained concepts and theories, this one read more like a hands-on manual.

The first chapter was titled in simple, clean letters.

"Beginner's Spell: Ember Light."

Ethan's eyes moved across the opening paragraph.

"This is the first spell taught to most children who show magical potential. A tiny ember of light. Harmless, short-lived, but useful for understanding flow and focus."

He gave a small nod. 'Alright. Let's start simple.'

The book explained that magic could be cast in a few different ways, depending on the caster's preference and affinity.

Some used spoken incantations to guide their focus. Others used gestures. A few, with enough training, needed only thought and will.

But for beginners, the recommended method was to combine all three. Focus, gesture, and a simple word to channel intent.

He placed the book down and sat up straight, letting out a quiet breath.

The instructions were clear.

Step one: Visualize the spell which was a small flame, no larger than a candlelight.

Step two: Focus on the feeling of warmth, let it pool in the palm.

Step three: Say the word to release it, a short syllable drawn from the Anterran root for "ignite" which was "Ena."

Ethan raised his hand, steady and calm. He imagined a flicker of light, like a spark resting in his palm. He felt the flow of Ascendant Energy stir within him, gentle and waiting.

"Ena," he said softly.

A soft ember blinked to life above his hand, glowing faintly in the quiet room.

It hovered there, warm and harmless.

Ethan smiled. He wondered was it really this easy to cast a spell. Only if he knew that was another advantage of him having Golden Dragon Core and of course, the Unlimited System.

But all of these were something that he would figure out later on.

'This feels so easy... No. Natural.'

It wasn't impressive, but it was real. A working spell, shaped by his energy, not just theory.

The ember floated for a few seconds before fading into the air like dust.

He leaned back and glanced at the next section.

"Now that you have cast the spell, the next step is to store it."

Ethan smiled again. He was waiting to learn this thing all along.

Storing a spell was a different process. It required binding the spell's structure into a medium, something solid that could hold the shape and energy until needed.

Scrolls, artifacts, talismans, rings or even papers. Any of these could be used. The book suggested starting with paper.

Ethan quickly reached for the stack of papers and placed one on the table, ready for the next instruction.

He followed the next instruction.

Step one: Draw the spell symbol.

This symbol was a simplified structure that represented the Ember Light spell. Like a magic circuit, it guided energy into the right shape when activated.

The book included the symbol. Two curved lines with a small dot in the center and a hook underneath. Ethan memorized it instantly.

'This is really simple,' he thought.

Step two: Channel energy.

He needed to channel energy into the symbol while writing it, using either mana or Ascendant Energy. Since Earth had no mana, he would need to supply his own.

He retrieved a sheet of paper, dipped a brush into ink, and focused. This time, he let a thread of his energy run down his arm into the brush, just as the book instructed.

Then, slowly and deliberately, he drew the symbol.

As the last stroke was completed, the symbol glowed faintly, a golden shimmer pulsing through the ink.

Ethan watched it for a moment. The light settled into the page and went still.

It was now a primed scroll.

To activate it, all he needed was a touch and the same word: Ena.

He tapped the symbol and whispered it.

"Ena."

A warm ember flickered above the scroll.

Ethan let out a breath of satisfaction. It faded again after a few seconds, just like before.

But this time, he didn't cast it from himself.

The scroll had done the work.

He leaned back, eyes thoughtful. He was just at the beginning… but now he understood what magic truly was.

And more importantly, what it could become.

Ethan let out a beaming smile.

The scene of the soft ember hovered above the scroll, its glow flickering like a heartbeat kept on replaying in his mind.

It was simple and harmless. But to him, it felt like the beginning of something far greater.

He could feel it deep inside. The spark of hope, of vision.

With magic now added to everything he had learned so far, and everything he planned to master in the future, he was standing on the edge of something humanity on Earth had never touched.

Not truly. Not with both hands open and ready.

'This changes everything.'

He imagined a world where Nova Tech wasn't just a tech company, but a bridge.

A place where science and spell craft walked side by side.

Where circuits pulsed not only with electricity, but with will.

Where cities could be powered by spells written into their walls, their roads, their very air.

He saw it so clearly. The fusion of knowledge from Earth and the power of Anterra.

Not just to grow Nova Tech.

But to elevate it.

And maybe—just maybe—one day he could bring that technology back to Anterra. To the Eternal Kingdom. To Hera, to Alden, to everyone who had stayed behind.

He wanted them to see it. To use it. To thrive with it.

Because for the first time, Ethan Cole wasn't just dreaming of power.

He was dreaming of what he could build with it.

He leaned back slightly and muttered under his breath, "I need to learn more."

His fingers tapped gently on the edge of the desk, a quiet rhythm of thought and urgency.

"Not just this. I need spells I can cast on my house… on the people I care about. Spells that stay hidden until they're needed. Ones that protect without anyone having to lift a finger."

His eyes drifted to the far wall where framed photos of his family hung in soft shadow. His parents. His siblings. Each smile in those pictures held a weight he couldn't afford to ignore.

"I need protection spells," he said softly, "that trigger the moment danger comes close. No chants. No movement. Just silent shields, waiting to act."

He turned toward his laptop where a digital model of Nova Tech's headquarters rested on the screen, paused mid-simulation.

"And Nova Tech, too," he added. "Every wall. Every staff member. Every floor."

The stakes were higher now. He had seen what the LaRues were capable of. And if there was even a chance that enemies would come after what he was building, then he had to be ready.

He needed to weave safety into every layer of his world.

"Time to keep studying," he whispered, already reaching for the next scroll.

Because the future he wanted wouldn't protect itself.