Primordial Dao Sight: Heaven can't look away.

The world did not choose Dyrian. It rejected him. In a land where power awakens at fifteen and destinies are carved into glowing sigils, Dyrian receives nothing. No blessing. No class. No divine mark. Branded as “Hollow,” he is cast out from his city and left to survive beyond the walls — where monsters roam, forgotten gods whisper, and ancient ruins pulse with forbidden energy. But the world made a mistake. Because Dyrian can see what others cannot. He sees the fractures in reality. The hidden threads of power beneath every spell. The flaws in abilities that others call perfect. When he touches a dying relic in the ruins, something impossible happens. Instead of receiving a class… He begins to build his own. Now hunted by the Church that fears anomalies and pursued by nobles who want to dissect his power, Dyrian must grow stronger in secret. Every monster he defeats teaches him. Every near-death encounter rewrites his limits. Every loss carves him sharper. But power has a cost. The deeper he reaches into the system’s foundation, the more it begins to notice him. And something ancient — something sealed long before heroes existed — is starting to wake. Dyrian was never meant to be chosen. He was meant to break the rules.