My Talent Grows With Affection

Raised in an orphanage along with many other kids, we were trained from birth to prepare us for the awakenings on our fifteenth birthday. We would either awaken and be sent to the Royal academy or fail and be used as canon fodder during the war against the demons.  I, Asthor Null Astra, was predicted to awaken a B-tier minimum ability, I was born with a naturally strong physique, I learned and grasped concepts and skills much earlier than others. I was the person the trainers used to inspire other, younger kids.  Unfortunately, on my fifteenth birthday, the system panel that naturally accompanied all awakened never graced my vision... I was sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder, to die within a week. And yet I survived, for one full year, whilst my group died, and the army retreated further, I was still within enemy territory.  But I could only do so much, and eventually my weakness caught up to me. I was about to die.  {System has failed to connect to the universal core... 9,362 times... The system detects the host Asthor is in critical condition... Host's system is mutating and remains independent of the universe core... Innate ability [Talented Genius] - Unranked has awakened... Hosts body is in critical condition... Body is adapting and using the atmospheric energy to strengthen and heal the body... System Online... Condition stable...}