The First Year — A New Stage Begins
Keith Argus Runcandel had just turned fifteen.
Standing in the quiet of his private room, he felt something rare—
anticipation.
He had grown used to power.
Used to rewards.
Used to the impossible becoming routine.
But this—
This was different.
"One year already," Keith murmured.
He straightened his posture.
"System," he said calmly but with unmistakable excitement,
"Sign in."
System Notification
The familiar voice echoed in his mind—clear, heavy, absolute.
System Notice:
Congratulations, Host.
First-Year Sign-In Achieved.
Rewards upgraded to MAXIMUM.
Keith's heartbeat quickened.
System Rewards:
Summon Tickets ×6
Keith's eyes narrowed slightly—not in fear, but curiosity.
"…Summon tickets?"
He immediately asked, "System, if people are summoned out of nowhere, won't that attract suspicion?"
The answer came without delay.
System Response:
Host need not worry.
Upon summoning, the system will automatically generate complete background identities.
All summoned individuals will seamlessly integrate into this world.
Keith nodded.
"I see."
A faint smile formed.
"Then this is interesting."
Before he could think further, another sound followed.
System Notice:
Host has completed the First Sign-In Cycle.
System Upgrade Initiated.
Estimated completion time: 2 days.
Keith exhaled slowly.
"So even you evolve," he said quietly.
The system fell silent.
Keith closed his eyes for a moment—then opened them with clarity.
A New Ambition
That afternoon, Keith sought out his grandparents.
Darius and Clara were seated in the sunlit lounge, reviewing documents.
"I want to build something," Keith said directly.
Both of them looked up.
"A company," he continued.
"My own."
Darius's eyes sharpened with interest.
"And you need support," Clara added gently.
"Yes," Keith nodded.
"Experience. Resources. Guidance."
Darius laughed deeply.
"Good," he said.
"That's exactly what we wanted to hear."
The Runcandel Vault
They led Keith deep into the estate.
Past security layers.
Past biometric locks.
Past doors few had ever seen open.
The final door slid aside.
Keith stopped.
Inside—
Gold bars stacked like bricks.
Jewelry sealed in crystal cases.
Ancient paintings worth nations.
Land deeds from multiple continents.
Corporate shares, bonds, rare artifacts.
The room was massive—
Large enough to fit three buses comfortably.
Keith was genuinely stunned.
"…This is a storage?" he asked.
Clara smiled warmly.
"This is just one of them."
Darius placed a hand on Keith's shoulder.
"Take whatever you need," he said.
"Capital, collateral, assets."
"Build your empire."
Keith looked around once more—then nodded slowly.
"…Thank you."
Darius and Clara turned and left him alone in the vault.
The door closed silently behind them.
The Heir Decides
Keith stood among unimaginable wealth.
And for the first time—
He didn't feel overwhelmed.
He felt focused.
"Let's begin," he whispered.
Not revenge.
Not dominance.
But creation.
A company that would reshape markets.
A foundation that would outlast bloodlines.
An empire built by his own hands.
And soon—
When the system finished upgrading—
Keith Argus Runcandel would summon allies worthy of standing beside him.
The world had seen his name.
Now—
It would learn his vision.