Ding!
[You have unlocked the "Magus" Class.]
The notification lingered in the air as Stark stood, letting the realization sink in.
The wheel had spoken, and the path was chosen: he was now officially a Magus. His sixth class.
That meant the last remaining option, [Beast Tamer], was reserved for level 200, the final milestone.
Stark couldn't help but wonder what kind of beast he might have tamed: a terrifying monstrosity, or maybe something unexpectedly adorable.
A fleeting sense of curiosity tugged at him, but he brushed it aside.
"You can't win them all," he muttered with a shrug.
Instead, he focused on his newly unlocked class.
He pulled up the details.
[Magus: Can wield magic and release spells.]
"...Huh?"
It was... underwhelming.
Stark's brows furrowed.
For any other classifier, the Magus class might have been monumental, a gateway to commanding spells capable of reshaping battlefields.
But for Stark, this was redundant.
If you don't remember, every domination user's abilities and weapons may be different.
But for Stark, his weapons were his [Fists and Magic], and as the latter stated, it meant that he could already use a [Magus]'s magic to begin with.
Getting this class was in fact not helping at all.
"So... what was the point?" he mumbled, annoyed.
Then another notification appeared.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
[As this class's power is already granted by Domination, it will be absorbed, offering a boost in power.]
Stark raised an eyebrow, "Oh yeah, that thing, I guess it could help..."
Ding!
[Domination is currently absorbing Magus...]
[0... 20... 40... 60... 80... 100!]
[It has been absorbed.]
The moment the process completed, Stark felt it, a surge of raw energy coursing through his body.
His aura swelled, expanding with a potency that was almost overwhelming.
It was like a limiter had broken, releasing a flood of unimaginable strength.
And then, the next notification left him stunned.
Ding!
[You have been granted the "Domination Magus" Passive!]
[Description: Each skill's damage is now doubled as your aura has become much stronger, the power of a grand mage fusing with yours.]
[Sora: Just call me when you wake up or are available.]
Sora seemed to be the only reasonable one.
And so, without hesitating, he dialed her number.
The phone rang twice before Sora picked up, her voice calm.
In the background, he could hear Lana and Lilith suddenly get up and shout "who's that" or "Is it Stark?!"
"Stark," Sora spoke first, "Let me guess, sleep?"
"..." Stark smiled, she knew him well, "Yeah, I guess so."
There was a pause. When she spoke again, Sora's voice had softened slightly.
"It's fine, the other two are right next to me, they seem... mad, though, I'll explain everything to them."
"Thanks Sora," he was grateful to Sora for always keeping her composure, as having three people scream at him would have probably angered him more than anything, "I'll try to come today or tomorrow for sure."
Ending the call, he tossed the phone onto the bed and exhaled.
Seven days gone. His newfound power from absorbing the Magus class still thrummed beneath the surface.
He stood, stretching briefly.
He will still in the Domination Association's VIP room, so it was confusing why Ed or the commanders didn't try to wake him up.
"Looks like I've got some explaining to do," he muttered before heading for the door.
As Stark reached for the door, a screen descended from the ceiling, hovering just inches in front of him.
The sudden motion made him pause, and the screen lit up with a familiar face.
It was Ed, the Domination Association's tech expert and occasional nuisance.
"Yo, kid," Ed greeted with his usual nonchalant grin. "You've been sleeping for a while, probably from the trial and stuff.
Don't worry, me and the others are handling things for now. But in the meantime, check out your new toy, your [Multi-Task Watch].
You'll be able to connect with us and do all sorts of cool stuff with it."
The screen flickered off as quickly as it had appeared, leaving Stark staring at the empty space where it had been.
"Hm... I guess it was pretty cool..." Stark muttered, shaking his head.
Still, curiosity got the better of him.
Reaching into his [Spatial Inventory], he pulled out the sleek, high-tech watch.
It gleamed faintly, its design futuristic yet practical, with a smooth black band and a holographic interface visible on the surface.
He tapped the screen, expecting it to light up. Yet nothing happened. Stay connected with empire
Frowning, he tried again, but a panel suddenly appeared before him:
[Multi-Task Watch needs to link with your aura to activate.]
"Figures," Stark sighed.
Without hesitation, he slid the watch onto his wrist.
The moment it clicked into place, a faint hum resonated through the device, syncing with his aura.
A soft glow spread across the screen, and intricate symbols lit up as it activated.
"Let's see what's so good about it," he murmured, flexing his wrist as the watch displayed its boot-up sequence.