In a world where the elements choose their wielders through merciless trials, power is everything—and mercy is extinction.

Born in the flooded slums on the fringes of Keystone, Jayden Vale was never supposed to be anything more than a survivor. A gutter rat scraping through life, he lived quietly with his foster parents, dreaming of clean air and calmer days. But when a Lightning-style assassin razes his home in a storm of wrath, Jayden’s fragile peace shatters. Dying in the depths of the canal, he awakens in the Water Realm, where every breath is pain and every drop holds a memory of those who drowned before him.

There, he faces his first Elemental Trial—a reflection of his own weakness. Bloodied and broken, Jayden claws through despair, earning not salvation, but something far rarer: the Eye of Creation, a lost legacy of the forgotten Primordial Sovereign. The Eye brands him with a living sigil—a curse mark hidden behind his eyes—that grants him the power to assimilate all elements. But such power is not a blessing. It is a secret the world was never meant to remember.

From that moment on, Jayden becomes an anomaly—a flaw in the Codex, the mysterious system that governs all Aspirants. 

Haunted by the sigil in his eyes and the weight of his secret, Jayden’s struggle becomes more than survival. It becomes a rebellion against the very system that defines existence. Because the Codex does not make mistakes—yet it made him.

And as Realms begin to tremble and Sovereigns fall, the boy who was once called “the drowned rat” will either unite the elements… or drown the world in his wake

I've been thinking about this for a long time.


When I first started The Elementals, I had a fire in my chest — a vision of a world built on power, survival, and the unbreakable will to rise above fate. You saw glimpses of that in the first twenty chapters, and many of you still supported me despite the flaws, the pacing, and the things I was still learning.


For that, I owe you more than words can say.


But as I reread my work, I realized something important — The Elementals wasn't yet the story it was meant to be. The foundation was there, but the emotion, the depth, and the world's heartbeat were still caged. And if I truly want to make this story everything it can be… I have to start again.


I'm not abandoning The Elementals. I'm refining it.


I'm giving it the weight, emotion, and atmosphere it deserves.


Think of this rewrite as my second awakening — just like Jayden's.


I want every battle to feel real, every loss to cut deep, every triumph to feel earned. I want a world that breathes, evolves, and swallows you whole — the kind of story that makes you feel what the characters feel.


Some people have compared The Elementals to Shadow Slave, and honestly? That means a lot.


Not because I want to copy it — but because I share the same spirit that made Shadow Slave great.


That slow-burn rise from nothing to something legendary.


Like Sunny, Jayden isn't chosen by fate — he chooses himself.


He isn't blessed by destiny — he fights for every breath, every spark of power, every glimpse of hope.


That's the kind of story I want to give you. Not another cliché tale, but one that earns its greatness page by page.


Not because I failed — but because I'm finally ready to succeed.


To everyone who's read, commented, voted, or even silently followed — thank you. You gave me courage. You reminded me why I write.


It's the rebirth of something that could one day stand among the best.


Let's rebuild this world — brighter, fiercer, and unforgettable.


A Letter to My Readers