The sun rose slowly over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and soft crimson. Birds flew across the open sky, and the cold morning wind brushed against Kael's face as he opened his eyes.
He wasn't in a mansion.
He wasn't in the castle.
He wasn't even in a proper house.
Kael lay beneath the open sky, on a simple bedroll, beside a small campfire that had already burned into ash.
He stared upward and whispered softly,
"So… this is really the beginning."
Today was the day.
The day everything would change.
He slowly sat up and looked around. The small village in the distance was quiet—wooden houses, broken fences, cracked wells, damaged roofs, muddy paths, and tired people who lived with no hope of growth.
This land was his now.
Not just by title.
By responsibility.
Kael closed his eyes and thought seriously.
"I need to build walls."
"A secure water source."
"Trade routes."
"Merchant access."
"Adventurer presence."
"A guild branch."
"Defense systems."
"Magic barriers."
"Medical facilities."
"Food storage."
His mind worked faster than most grown nobles.
"If merchants come, money flows."
"If adventurers stay, security grows."
"If a guild forms, influence rises."
"If people feel safe, the town grows."
He stood up, dusted off his clothes, and smiled.
"This won't stay a village."
"This will become a city."
A Strange Butler
Kael walked toward the old village well to wash his face.
As he approached, he noticed a man standing there.
Well-dressed.
Neat posture.
Calm presence.
Sharp eyes.
Black gloves.
Silver-lined coat.
Perfectly combed hair.
Not a villager.
Not a merchant.
Not a traveler.
Kael instinctively activated his perception.
Status Window:
Name: Nathan
Magic: Earth (Max), Fire (Max)
Occupation: Butler
Combat Rank: High
Kael blinked.
"A butler… with max elemental magic?"
Interesting.
Kael approached calmly.
"Good morning," Kael said.
The man bowed politely.
"Good morning, young lord. My name is Nathan."
Kael smiled.
"I'm Kael Velcrest."
Nathan raised an eyebrow.
"So you're the new noble assigned to this land."
He looked Kael up and down.
"…But you're just a child."
Kael puffed his chest proudly.
"I am a full-grown man."
"I am fourteen."
Nathan stared.
"…That explains nothing."
Kael laughed.
"Hahaha! You're funny."
Then his expression changed instantly.
Cold.
Sharp.
Dominant.
"Do you know who I am?"
Nathan smirked.
"Try killing me and find out."
The air turned heavy.
The pressure alone made nearby villagers freeze.
Kael's eyes glowed faintly.
"Very well."
"Then watch carefully."
"In two days, this village will no longer be a village."
"And you'll receive your punishment in front of everyone."
Nathan's smile faded.
"…Interesting."
Kael turned and walked away.
The Collapse
Suddenly—
BOOM!
A loud crash echoed through the village.
A house collapsed.
Dust filled the air.
People screamed.
A child was trapped.
Bleeding.
Crying.
Parents panicked.
Nathan ran forward.
"We must take her to the nearest town!"
The mother screamed.
"She won't survive the journey!"
The father fell to his knees.
Kael walked forward calmly.
"There's no need."
Nathan snapped.
"She will die if we waste time!"
An older boy grabbed Kael's collar.
"Get out of the way!"
Kael calmly grabbed his wrist and threw him aside.
The entire village fell silent.
Kael knelt beside the injured girl.
He placed his hand on her forehead.
Soft golden light spread.
Light Magic — High Heal
The wounds closed.
Bones realigned.
Blood vanished.
Breathing stabilized.
The girl opened her eyes.
She stood up.
Alive.
Whole.
Healthy.
The parents collapsed.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Villagers bowed.
Fear turned into awe.
Hope ignited.
Nathan stared in silence.
Naming the City
Kael stood before the people.
"This place will no longer be called a village."
He raised his hand.
"From today onward, this land shall be known as—"
AUREVALE
"The Valley of Light and Growth."
Cheers erupted.
Tears fell.
People knelt.
The Dream of the People
Kael gathered everyone.
"How do you want your home to be?"
People hesitated.
Then spoke.
"Safe."
"Strong."
"Clean water."
"Schools."
"Markets."
"Jobs."
"Protection."
"Future."
Kael smiled.
"You will have it all."
Creation Begins
Kael raised both hands.
Magic surged.
Earth magic shaped roads.
Stone formed houses.
Water channels appeared.
Mana wells were created.
Wind barriers formed.
Light wards activated.
Fire runes powered furnaces.
In hours—
A city formed.
Not magic illusions.
Real structures.
Real foundations.
Real systems.
The Mansion
At the center, Kael created his residence.
A white-stone mansion.
Mana core.
Defense arrays.
Teleport circle.
Training grounds.
Library.
Garden.
Command hall.
Symbol of leadership.
The Knight's Oath
The boy who grabbed Kael earlier knelt.
"My name is Arin."
"I want to become your knight."
Kael looked at him.
"Task one: protect this village for one week."
"Without power."
"With heart."
Arin bowed.
"I accept."
Nathan's Punishment
Kael turned to Nathan.
"Your punishment."
Nathan knelt.
"I serve you."
"Not by fear."
"By duty."
"You are now my butler."
Nathan bowed deeply.
"As you command, Lord Kael."
The First Dawn of Aurevale
As night fell, lights glowed across the new city.
Children laughed.
People smiled.
Hope lived.
Kael stood on a balcony of his mansion.
Hat appeared beside him.
"Master…"
"You've built a city in a day."
Kael smiled softly.
"No."
"I built a future."
And in the distance—
Aurevale shined like a star in the dark world.
The birth of a legend had begun.