The day the System arrived, everyone got something.

A class. A rank. Skills. Stats. Some people woke up as mages. Others as warriors. A few unlocked abilities so rare the government started tracking them.

Andrew Cole woke up as Null.

No skills. No mana. Stats so baseline the system didn't bother assigning him a ceiling — just a dash where his future was supposed to be.

The coordinators recommended support roles. Stay inside. Find a strong team and make yourself useful from a distance. Reasonable advice, statistically speaking.

Andrew's been reasonable his whole life. It hasn't worked out great.

So instead he does the only thing he knows how to do: he watches. He reads. He studies every monster tell, every attack pattern, every gap in every enemy's guard — and he goes back into the dungeon the next day and does it again.

The System didn't give him anything. Fine.

He'll build it himself.