My Class is Null, But I Always Get the Best Outcome

Mythal was still under reconstruction, temporary structures standing where buildings had been leveled, hunters filling streets that used to belong to civilians.

Astral Church members worked alongside technicians installing recovered relics. Lily and Elden stayed buried in Version Three’s design.

Mira organized hunter teams a block over, Raze training anyone willing to spar with him, Sera checking equipment and emergency formations further down the road.

Kai watched all of it from a partially rebuilt street, looking at the new relay towers rising in careful clusters.

Kai stared at it. "Twenty-six days."

Sera glanced over. "Until the Six Calamities."

He nodded. Gabriel stood nearby, and unlike everyone else, she didn’t look surprised by the name. She looked uneasy.

Kai noticed. "You know something."

She didn’t deny it. "My ancestors left records."

Lily turned toward her fast. "About all six?"

"Not everything." A pause. "But enough."

She looked at the damaged city around them. "Enough to know we shouldn’t underestimate them."

She explained that Nexus had preserved fragments passed down from earlier civilizations. Some eyewitness accounts. Some written generations after the fact. Some incomplete, some little more than warnings scrawled across surviving pages. She’d seen the names before. Red Storm. Black Flood. Burning Earth.

"Reading about something and seeing it happen are different," she said quietly.

She admitted the records had always sounded almost mythical to her, a city disappearing entirely, a flood turning people into black residue, earth itself becoming hostile.

She wasn’t so sure anymore that any of it had been exaggerated.

They gathered together, Sera, Raze, Lily, Mira, Elden, Gabriel, Kai activating the pull that brought them into the Blue World. The Candidate stood waiting, no dramatic greeting, just a look and a number floating beside him.

[26 Days Remaining.]

Raze pointed at it. "Could’ve gone with something more encouraging."

The Candidate ignored him.

Kai stepped forward. "Tell us about the Six Calamities."

"There are six."

Lily frowned. "That’s obvious."

"They are not one event," the Candidate continued.

Kai’s expression sharpened. "Then what are they?"

"One after another." A pause. "Until eventually they overlap."

Silence held. The blue world darkened slightly, and six names appeared in front of them.

Red Storm.

Black Flood.

Burning Earth.

White Frost.

Black Swarm.

Falling Sky.

Nobody spoke for several seconds.

Raze finally broke it. "Those names aren’t exactly reassuring."

Mira studied them. "Are they all environmental?"

The Candidate nodded.

"Natural disasters?" Lily asked, eyes widening slightly.

"Something similar."

"...Similar?"

He didn’t elaborate.

Kai caught it. "You’re deliberately not telling us everything."

"You would understand less if I did."

Kai asked, "Then how are we supposed to prepare?"

The Candidate raised one hand. "Watch."

The blue world reshaped itself into a city, alive and ordinary. People walked its streets. Hunters patrolled. Markets ran their usual business. Normal life, no sign of anything wrong yet.

Then the sky changed. A crimson line appeared.

Lily’s eyes narrowed. "That’s not weather."

Another line followed. Then another. Hundreds, until the whole sky bled crimson streaks.

Gabriel’s expression shifted, recognition settling in. "...Red Storm."

Before Kai could ask anything, the first strike landed.

BOOOOOOM!

A crimson slash tore straight through a building, the structure separating cleanly at the cut. Another slash tore across the street. Then another. The city’s barriers flared up, held for seconds, then broke. Hunters tried to intercept the strikes and simply couldn’t, the storm cutting through the city like nothing could stand in its way.

The simulation accelerated. Buildings fell. Roads split open. Defenses crumbled one after another until the city lay in ruins.

Silence. The vision faded.

Nobody spoke right away.

Mira asked, "How long did that take?"

"Thirty-seven minutes," the Candidate answered.

Lily’s eyes widened. "That’s all?"

Elden started working through it immediately. "Then reaction speed is critical."

"Can barriers stop it?" Kai asked.

"Some."

"What determines that?" Lily pressed.

"Preparation."

She sighed. "...That’s frustratingly vague."

Raze laughed once. "He’s good at that."

Gabriel explained that Nexus records had described something similar, crimson scars, clean cuts, buildings sliced through as if something had passed directly through solid stone. But there was something the records never fully explained.

She pointed at the destroyed city’s remains. "The marks."

Kai looked. Long crimson cracks ran through the roads, the same slash-like scars carved into every remaining wall.

"Those stayed behind," she said. "My ancestors called them Storm Scars."

The Candidate changed the world again, another city forming, this one already empty, evacuated, massive barriers ringing its streets.

"They prepared," Lily said.

"Yes."

"So this civilization knew what was coming?"

"They knew enough."

The horizon turned black, a liquid approaching that looked like water at first, then clearly wasn’t. Too dark. Too thick. Too smooth.

Gabriel whispered, "...Black Flood."

WHOOSH!

The first barrier caught it, holding. A second held. A third. A fourth. Raze smiled slightly. "Looks like they figured it out."

The Candidate didn’t respond.

The flood kept rising, past the lower streets, then the upper ones, then swallowing buildings whole. A hunter got caught mid-retreat, vanishing beneath the black liquid, the simulation slowing enough for everyone to watch his body dissolve, not crushed, not killed outright.

Erased.

When the flood passed, only a black stain remained where he’d been standing.

Lily’s expression hardened. "What is that?"

"What remains," the Candidate said.

The civilization refused to break entirely. Hunters activated enormous barriers, mana redistributing across the whole city, and slowly the flood began retreating.

Then it stopped. The city had survived.

Mira looked at the Candidate. "They did it."

"They survived Black Flood."

Raze grinned. "Then it’s possible."

Kai didn’t smile, still studying the ruined skyline. Something was wrong.

The simulation continued. Black ink-like stains covered the roads. Walls bore streaks of it. And beneath all of it, the earlier scars from Red Storm still cut deep through the same stone.

The city was covered in the marks of two disasters at once.

Gabriel stared. "This is exactly what the records described."

"But they survived," Kai said.

"Yes." She took a slow breath. "That’s what scares me."

"Why?"

She pointed at the ruined city. "Because this was considered one of the greatest survival records in Nexus history." A pause. "And they still died."

The vision shifted again, showing survivors rebuilding, hunters patrolling, workers repairing roads. Peace, for a few moments.

Then the ground trembled.

Mira noticed first. "...What’s happening?"

A road cracked, orange light seeping through it. Another crack. Then another, the whole city beginning to glow red from beneath.

"The ground," Lily said, alarmed.

"Third," the Candidate said simply.

The earth erupted, not from one point, but everywhere at once. Roads turned molten. Buildings tilted as their foundations gave way. Whole sections of the city sank into the glowing ground.

The survivors’ defenses activated, built to stop something coming in.

The disaster was coming from underneath.

Elden caught the flaw immediately. "Their defensive architecture is useless."

"Against this version," the Candidate confirmed.

The destruction unfolded in stages, road after road melting, buildings collapsing, a defensive tower sinking whole into the molten earth, a barrier activating uselessly beneath a city that had no floor left to protect. Survivors fled. Some made it. Most didn’t.

The city that had survived Red Storm. The city that had survived Black Flood.

Finally fell to Burning Earth.

The simulation ended, and nobody spoke. Even Raze stayed quiet.

Sera finally broke the silence. "How many survived?"

"Enough to preserve the records."

"...That’s not what I asked."

The Candidate looked at her. "I know."

He didn’t answer further.

Questions came fast after that.

"Can Burning Earth be stopped?" Lily asked.

"Yes."

"How?"

"You will need to discover that."

Elden asked, "Does the order always remain the same?"

"Usually."

"Usually?" Mira pressed.

"There are exceptions."

Raze asked, "Can we evacuate during them?"

"If you still have somewhere to evacuate to."

That shut the whole group up for a second.

Kai asked, "Can the Six overlap before all six finish?"

The Candidate paused. "Eventually."

Kai’s expression tightened. "So that’s what you meant."

"The longer they continue, the less separate they become."

Gabriel spoke up. "There was a warning in Nexus records."

Everyone turned toward her.

"Never treat the Six Calamities like ordinary disasters."

"Why?" Lily asked.

She looked at the destroyed city still hanging in the blue world. "Because ordinary disasters end." A pause. "These change the battlefield for whatever comes next."

Kai thought of Mythal immediately, the new relay network, environmental stabilization, disaster detection, mana redistribution, emergency teleportation, terrain manipulation.

He looked at Lily. "Version Three."

She understood instantly. "Environmental stabilization."

"Detection," Elden added.

"And adaptive routing," Kai finished.

Mira said quietly, "We weren’t only preparing for monsters."

Gabriel nodded. "Your new city is actually closer to what these disasters actually require."

The Candidate watched them work it out in silence, not confirming it outright.

His silence was confirmation enough.

Kai asked, "What about the other three?"

Gabriel took a slow breath, visibly nervous now, not because she didn’t know the names, but because she remembered some of what the old records had said about them.

Kai noticed. "Gabriel?"

"I’m fine." A beat. "...I just wish the records had been wrong."

The blue world began shifting again, temperature dropping fast, a thin layer of frost spreading across the ground, snow starting to fall in slow, deliberate flakes.

Lily raised a hand toward the falling snow, expression changing. "...It’s already cold."

The Candidate turned toward the forming landscape. "The fourth."

The simulation began loading around them.

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