My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death

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Vheslia's biggest dream was to become strong.

Her entire life she had lived as a weak girl, sick, cursed, pathetic, ridiculed, and more…

She had a strong inferiority complex.

Since she was a child that she had always yearned for being strong so she wouldn't be looked down upon.

She also wanted the power of magic so she could help her parents and their economy stand, they were using too much money on her since she was a child, and most of their life savings were slowly drying up.

They used to be magicians that worked in an alchemy company, producing magic items and more, and had gained a lot of money over the years, until her mother got pregnant, and they decided to settle down in her husband's former village.

So since she gained consciousness of herself, that she realized all the hardships that she was bringing to her parents and more… that she only wanted to give them all back and make them happy.

But there was something stopping her from advancing further into her cultivation of magic, her Mana Stomach, the curse of her birth…

As her mana and energy was constantly drained, she wasn't able to properly develop, and could only use low-cost spells because anything high cost wouldn't be possible to be conjured due to her mana being drained quickly.

It was a very hard curse she had to go around… and as it was stated previously, it also brought many complications to her health.

So that's why… she wanted to improve so hard as well. She wasn't going to let life get the better off her, she was going to work hard and do her best so she could make her family proud…

Even with all her complications and everything holding her back…

It was indeed hard.

She had to go through more than ten times the hardships that somebody else, and learned magic through a very excruciating way…

Many times she felt so tired she would pass out by simply trying to conjure a low-level spell.

Her parents many times asked her to stop, that it wasn't worth it to risk her life for it… but if there wasn't magic for her to learn, what else?

Her race wasn't good at physical combat, her body was small and weak… magic… magic was the only way.

Despite her constant efforts, she only became a very subpar spell caster at the age of 10 and was mostly rejected from all magic academies or schools of magic.

She ended being homeschooled by her parents through her entire childhood because nobody within the Demon Nation society wanted a talentless girl like her.

Although she always thought of her as someone talentless and useless, her parents unconditionally loved her and always told to her that it wasn't necessary to push herself so hard…

She had accomplished more than they ever thought she would… wasn't it enough?

But for Vheslia, whose love for her parents was too much, it was clearly not enough, she had to work harder and go even further beyond to repay to her parents what they had done for her.<br/><script>ChapterMid();</script>

But… even after she reached 16, there wasn't anyone accepting her.

Even the worst schools out there didn't allowed a talentless person inside, they had enough headaches with other students similar to them.

If they cannot even conjure a high tier spell, how do they even plan to pass the late grade exams? This is why they always were rejected.

Feeling rejected, Vheslia felt like there was no way out of this…

Was she going to stay as someone useless and a burden to her parents even as she grew older?

Although she learned alchemy from them, and a lot, and could aid them at creating potions and magic items… this wasn't something so profitable nowadays when there were large magic factories mass producing magic items in the demon nation.

Her parents insisted that she had to stop looking for this hopeless dream. Vheslia couldn't blame them, they were simply being realistic… but Vheslia couldn't accept this realistic outlook at life, she wanted something more out of her, even if it cost her all she could muster.

Because… she had such enormous gratefulness to her beloved parents that… she wouldn't be able to see herself in the mirror anymore if she wouldn't be able to somehow repay them.

And her parents recalled pretty well that day… when their life changed.

It was a fateful day when a caravan of many races had reached the village.

Within them, there were many beast-kin selling their own unique items and materials.

And a sudden opportunity rose.

If she couldn't study in her own country, why not go to another country with lower standards in magic that could allow her to enter an academy?

And then she realized that the beast-kin nation of Abraddon was ideal.

The beast-kin specialized in physical combat and enhancing their bodies with magic, therefore, the magic academies they had were rare and they had very low standards because usually beast-kin couldn't really conjure anything flashy.

So even as talentless as she was in here, she might be able to become someone admirable there, and send her parents money.

Although her parents disliked such a decision, they couldn't stop her.

At the end, she managed to convince them, but in exchange, she promised them that one day she would come back here for them…

As she went to the Nation of Abraddon, Vheslia went through many things by herself, and suffered the same level of bullying than in her original nation, although the standards were still lower, and she was able to finally study magic with the help of experienced magic teachers.

Even with her problem inside her stomach, she was able to learn and grow stronger, and even due to the cheap prices in this nation's materials, she was even able to cultivate her mana core by drinking special potions she made using her amazing alchemy.

Unlike her highly magically advanced country which even mass-produced magic items, in this nation magic item production wasn't very widespread, and she got a good job that paid her rather well in there…

But her parents… she never saw them for years.

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