Bubbles…
Soft, fragile, and fleeting. They drift without purpose, bursting at the slightest touch.
They aren’t weapons. They aren’t threats. Just harmless playthings, forgotten the moment they vanish.
But what if bubbles weren’t so innocent?
What if, in a world of Hunters—where magic shatters mountains and fists split seas—someone awakened a Skill based entirely on bubbles?
A joke. A death sentence.
Goblins would laugh.
The weak would pity him. The strong wouldn’t even bother to look twice.
But powers can hide secrets. And some truths are buried in plain sight.
When a nameless F-Rank awakens the “Bubble Skill,” no one expects him to survive.
Let alone rise.
However, the indomitable spirit of River Faelan refused to die.
Step by step, he climbed to the top—shattering every limit placed on a “mere” Bubble Mage.
He proved them all wrong.
And he’ll do it again,
Even if it means starting from the very bottom… for one more time.
