chapter 1

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A certain memory swept through my mind like a wave.

‘Mom, I will be a wizard when I grow up!’

I could tell right away.

This was Baek Yu-Seol’s memory.

In other words, the character of Aether World, Baek Yu-Seol, had the same name as the real ‘me’.

‘Yeah. You can do it.’

In a world where everything was decided by magic, non-magicians had no choice but to live as the lowest class.

Baek’s family was pitiful.

Born and raised by Ivani and his father, who could not learn magic, Baek Yu-Seol dreamed of becoming a wizard amidst poverty.

His parents somehow saved enough money and bought him an expensive second-hand magic book and he devoted himself to studying until his eyes bled.

However, a fatal flaw was found in him.

‘Of course, doctor…my son, did you say mana leakage?

I was unable to accumulate mana in the body…Magic

A cursed constitution for a wizard, a body that leaks mana.

To have such an extremely rare constitution that it only appears once in a hundred years would happen to him.

He wanted to curse the world, but he did not give up on his dream of becoming a wizard.

Even with a mana leak, he could freely use just one magic, and that was the ‘blinking’ magic.

From that day on, I started to hone my blinking skill.

“Huhhhh”

As I pushed air into my lungs and raised my upper body, my mind blanked.

“Ugh, uh… !”

A throbbing headache.

It was a pain that occurred in the process of cleaning up some of the strange characters that came into my head.

In reality, my name was Baek Yu-seol.

The name of my character which I raised in the game ‘Aether World’ was also called Baek Yu-Seol.

However, it is distinguishable.

That the real me and Baek Yu-seol in the game are different people.

… Is not it. Were they both me?

‘What the hell…?’

When I opened my eyes and looked around, I realized the place where I was lying was a crumbling hut.

Wheyy!! An old board swayed in the cold winter wind and hit the ground!

It floated down with a sound.

While curling up in the stinging cold, I accidentally discovered a mirror, it was broken and left lying in a corner, neglected.

My next action was almost instinctive.

I picked up the mirror to see my face, and soon I had to doubt my eyes.

“…I’ve gotten younger, haven’t I?”

I was 29 years old.

I used to hear a lot that I looked young for my age, but I still didn’t have this teenage-like face.

But my face in the mirror was young as if time had gone back to when I was in middle and high school.

It was difficult to understand the situation properly.

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