My Charity System made me too OP

It was already evening as Leon and Roselia strolled side by side through a beautiful park. The setting sun cast a warm golden hue over the surroundings, the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds creating a tranquil atmosphere.

"It's troublesome," Leon muttered suddenly, his voice low but clear in Roselia's mind, their magical connection allowing for effortless telepathic communication.

"Yeah, who knew getting an Ex-Rating would be this much of a hassle?" Roselia replied, rolling her eyes in exasperation. Leon let out a soft snicker at her response.

"Don't start," he warned, though there was a hint of amusement in his tone.

The entire day had been nothing short of chaotic. Everywhere they went, people had been buzzing about his Ex-Rating. He wasn't fond of the attention, especially since he believed he wouldn't have achieved it without Roselia's support.

"Just cheer up," Roselia said with a smirk. "It's not that bad. At least no one knows your real name as a challenger."

Leon nodded, relieved at the thought. Thankfully, he had registered under a different name, keeping his true identity hidden. If he hadn't, he'd likely already be swarmed by races eager to recruit him—offering everything from power to the promise of transformation into their own kin.

"Smart move on that part," he murmured, glancing at Roselia, whose grin widened. Read exclusive chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"Of course," she said smugly. "Where would you be without me?"

Leon chuckled softly, but as his gaze shifted to the fading sunlight, his expression grew thoughtful. The road ahead would only grow more complicated, but for now, he allowed himself this brief moment of peace in the park.

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The next morning, Leon awoke to find Roselia lying naked by his side, her hair splayed across the pillow and her breathing soft and even. The events of the previous night played in his mind, and he let out a quiet chuckle.

"Well, I guess last night I went a bit too far," he muttered to himself as he carefully slid out of bed, ensuring not to disturb her. Stretching his arms, he grabbed his clothes and made his way out of the room.

He soon returned to his Arune Room, where an amusing sight greeted him: the little Naga and the black dragon playing together. The two had become fast friends, though their play often bordered on chaotic. The black dragon, with her sleek scales and fiery red-tipped claws, occasionally let out bursts of flame or left small scorch marks on the floor. Meanwhile, Naga—who Leon had named Aqua Raiden—enthusiastically countered with streaks of aqua lightning, making the room flicker with light.

Leon leaned against the doorway, watching them for a moment. The camaraderie between the two was undeniable, though it wasn't without its hiccups. Raiden's playful zaps, despite being unintentional, often ended up singeing the black dragon's scales. Though the volcanic dragon was largely resistant to electricity, the unexpected jolts clearly annoyed her, earning playful but dramatic growls.

When one particularly strong spark made the black dragon yelp and tumble over, she let out a loud whine. Leon sighed, stepping forward to scoop up the tiny dragon, who immediately began crying.

"Aqua, what did I tell you about controlling those zaps?" Leon scolded lightly, his voice gentle but firm. Raiden blinked innocently, her little serpent-like tail wrapping around his arm as if to say, I didn't mean to.

Leon spent the next hour trying to pacify the black dragon, gently stroking her scales and whispering soothing words. Despite her small size, she was still a top-tier mythical creature, with a fiery temperament and powers far beyond what she realized. Once she was calm, she nestled into his arms, her earlier indignation forgotten.

As for Raiden, she hovered nearby, letting out soft chirps as if apologizing. Leon couldn't stay mad; her mischievousness was part of her charm.

"Alright, you two," he said, crouching to let them both settle down. "Try not to destroy the room while I'm gone. And Aqua, no more lightning zaps unless it's absolutely necessary."

Raiden tilted her tiny head, as if considering his words, before letting out a playful hiss. Leon shook his head, amused despite himself.

He then give them their food, a meaty one for Dragon while sweet and pulp fruits for Raiden.

In just a single day, the little Naga and black dragon had grown significantly, both in size and independence. Their playful antics were no longer confined to a small corner; they now roamed freely around the Arune Room, exploring every nook and cranny.

Thanks to the advanced magical monitoring features of the Arune Room, Leon could easily keep track of their activities without needing to hover over them constantly. The enchanted runes embedded in the room's structure allowed him to visualize their movements in real-time, appearing as glowing trails of light that marked their paths. It was as though the room itself had become a living map of their adventures.

Roselia had commented earlier, with a mix of amusement and relief, that their rapid growth had also made them more self-sufficient. The once-clingy duo now seemed capable of entertaining themselves, which meant neither she nor Leon needed to supervise them constantly.

However, their increasing size and magical prowess were hard to ignore. The black dragon's wings had started to develop faint streaks of fiery red, and her claws gleamed with a sharper edge. Meanwhile, Raiden's scales shimmered with a faint, electric-blue glow, indicating her growing mastery over lightning.

Despite their progress, the Arune Room's protections ensured that neither of them could cause serious damage. It was built to withstand even high-level magical surges, making it the perfect space for them to grow, play, and occasionally spar without fear of destruction.

Leon leaned back in his chair, watching the glowing trails shift and loop across the room's walls.

"Well, looks like they're doing just fine without us hovering," he murmured to himself, a small smile forming on his lips. He could feel their bond strengthening, a connection that resonated through the magic of the Arune Room. Whether it was a sudden burst of laughter or the soft hum of energy when they rested, it was amusing to see.

Leon glanced at Roselia, who was already prepared and waiting, her vibrant energy matching the anticipation in the air. "Let's go and officially begin our adventure here," he said, a confident grin on his face.

Roselia smiled back, linking her arm with his as they stepped out of the inn's room together. The morning sun bathed the streets in a soft glow, and the faint hum of life in the Tower's first floor began to pick up. Vendors were opening their stalls, and adventurers, both fresh-faced and battle-hardened, moved purposefully toward their goals.

The duo made their way to the Ascender Association, the central hub for all climbers. The building stood out from the rest of the town's structures, a towering edifice of stone and enchanted glass that shimmered faintly with runic energy. Its grand entrance was adorned with banners bearing the association's insignia—a golden staircase ascending into the clouds.

Inside, the space buzzed with activity. It had the feel of a fantastical guild hall, with adventurers gathered in groups, pouring over maps, signing contracts, and exchanging information. A massive bulletin board dominated one side of the hall, plastered with notices about quests, bounties, and updates from higher floors.

Leon and Roselia approached the main desk, where a sharp-eyed receptionist greeted them with a practiced smile. "Welcome to the Ascender Association. How can I assist you today?" she asked, her tone polite but efficient.

"We're here to register," Leon said, his voice steady. "We'd like to make it official and begin our climb."

The receptionist nodded and gestured toward a glowing tablet embedded in the desk. "Please place your hand here for identification and mana resonance scanning. Once we have your details, you'll be officially registered as climbers."

Leon went first, pressing his palm against the tablet. A soft hum filled the air as the device scanned him, displaying a complex matrix of runes and data. The receptionist's eyebrows raised slightly as she noted the results but quickly masked her surprise.

"Ex-rank potential," she murmured under her breath, before looking up at Leon with a slightly more formal tone. "Impressive. You're all set."

Leon didn't mind her getting his rating info. as Ascender association never leaks information, as no one can pressure them , after all above the Ascender association of tower is the Tower manager himself and there is only one, he is like a God to all Ascenders and is also very particular about rules and such.

So, he knew there is no way his information from here might get leaked.

"Can you also just mention S-rank potential on my Ascender card?" Leon asked, his tone calm yet firm.

The receptionist looked at him for a moment before replying, "That will require a VIP subscription."

Leon nodded without hesitation. "Very well, please sign me up for one."

"That will be 10,000 gold coins," she informed him, her professional demeanor unwavering.

Leon reached into his spatial pouch and pulled out an exquisitely crafted dagger with a faint, otherworldly glow. It was clearly an Epic-grade weapon, its blade etched with runes that shimmered faintly in the ambient light. He handed it to her.

"I'll auction this through the Association's channel. I believe this should cover the cost," he said confidently.

The receptionist's eyes widened slightly as she examined the weapon, her trained gaze quickly appraising its worth. "Yes, this dagger is exceptional. Based on its quality, we estimate it could fetch at least 13,500 gold coins. That will more than cover the VIP subscription fee."

Leon nodded in agreement as the receptionist efficiently processed his registration. After a few moments, she handed him his updated Ascender card, which now proudly displayed his VIP status along with his potential marked as S-rank.

"Here you go. Your VIP status is active, and your potential has been masked as requested. If there's anything else you need, feel free to ask," she said, her tone now tinged with a hint of respect.

Leon took the card and slipped it into his pocket, giving her a polite nod. "Thank you."