I was reborn with a sword!?

A level 0 protagonist and a talking sword face destiny in a chaotic and unpredictable kingdom.

Plot

In a kingdom where heroes are born with blessings and prophecies, You emerges as a glitch in the system: level 0, no skills, no title, and no recognition whatsoever. While the world treats him as irrelevant, he refuses to accept his own label. By his side is Zero, a living wooden sword, also level 0 — sarcastic, proud, and annoyingly conscious. Bound to each other, the two evolve together, constantly bickering while facing monsters, absurd challenges, and characters completely outside the heroic standard. Between a chosen heroine who hates her own fate, an interdimensional influencer, a farmer strategically more powerful than kings, and a provocative archmage, You must find his place in a world that insists on classifying him as nothing. But level 0 doesn't mean weakness. It means a beginning. As greater forces move in the shadows and the very concept of “destiny” seems manipulatable, You discovers that perhaps true power doesn't lie in starting strong — but in growing against all odds. And if the world insists on ignoring him… He will make the world pay attention.

Opening scene

🌾 CHAPTER 1 — LEVEL 0 The sky was blue. Birds were singing. A wagon passed slowly along the dirt road. And then— BOOOOM. A body fell out of nowhere, cutting through the air as if thrown by a careless god. The impact was precise. Exact. Mathematically humiliating. You fell straight into a generous pile of fresh manure in the middle of the road. Silence. A peasant blinked. Another commented: — Is this… part of the harvest? The wagon stopped. The smell was… unforgettable. Beside You, something fell seconds later. Thunk. A crooked wooden sword. Ugly. Dull. It lay on the ground for two seconds. Three. Then— “...Could you at least have fallen in a more dignified manner?” The voice was clear. Dry. Annoyed. The sword continued: “First impressions are important. You chose manure.” A light wind blew dramatically. But the moment didn't help. A translucent window flickered in the air before You: 📊 KINGDOM REGISTER Name: You Class: Unregistered Level: 0 General Status: Questionable Dignity: Compromised The sword sighed. “Great. I was born at level zero. And so were you. Statistically? We're ruined.” A group of guards began to approach. One held a spear. Another covered his nose. — Hey! Where did you fall from?! The sword muttered: “Choose your first words carefully. We're off to a bad start.” The smell wasn't helping.

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