Chapter 1 Zero cel Mutant

The sky above the sprawling metropolis of New Meridian was fractured by towering monolithic spires, a stark physical manifestation of a rigid and merciless caste system. At the very pinnacle of society dwelt the untouchable elite, sheltered in floating citadels bathed in perpetual sunlight. Far below, squeezed between the industrial smoke and the neon glow of the lower sectors, the ordinary masses struggled for survival. But even among the destitute, a brutal hierarchy existed: those born with extraordinary, reality-bending mutations ruled the streets as petty gods, while the "Nulls"—those entirely devoid of powers—remained at the very bottom of the social ladder, treated as human debris.​Far above the atmospheric slums, the global order was maintained with terrifying precision by a shadowy World Government. Its military might and absolute laws were enforced directly by the Seven Divine Generals, legendary figures whose individual strength could shatter continents. Yet, even the Divine Generals answered to a higher, terrifying authority—the Four Supreme Emperors, four supreme rulers whose very presence dictated the fate of nations and the boundaries of the known world.​Yet, in the shadows of this stratified universe, a deeper secret waited to be uncovered.​Down in the crowded, concrete canyons of the lower districts, two figures strode purposefully through the bustling pedestrian walkways. They were heavy, imposing enforcers of the local district patrol—brutes whose physical augmentations made them walking tanks. They shoved aside a group of lower-tier citizens without a second glance, laughing loudly as they cleared their path.​"Move it, trash," one of them barked, casually elbowing a passing teenager against a brick wall.​The teenager didn't make a sound. He simply kept his head down, absorbing the blow without staggering. His name was Ethan, an ordinary-looking student enrolled at a local high school where super-powered adolescents trained to climb the social ladder. To the bullies, the school administrators, and the arrogant rulers of the world, Ethan was nothing more than an empty vessel at the absolute bottom of the food chain—a boy with zero powers in a world that worships strength.​They had no idea what was hidden beneath his skin. While a normal human body operated on trillions of standard biological cells, Ethan's internal biology defied all known laws of the cosmos: he possessed exactly 100 million mutant cells—each one a hyper-dense, dormant piece of evolutionary machinery, quietly waiting for the right moment to awaken.