My Wolf System -Rank-S

While Mike was unconscious, he had a dream—

a memory from his childhood.

Even back then, he always wanted one thing:

To become the strongest.

He didn't care about fame.

He didn't care about being liked.

He just wanted power—

so no one could ever hurt him again.

Even as a little boy,

Mike had a strict routine.

He trained every second day.

He did push-ups, ran laps, copied fighters from books and old videos.

When other kids played,

he trained.

In his dream, he saw his younger self:

A small, determined boy, bruised and sweating,

punching a worn-out training dummy again and again.

"If I'm strong… they can't take anything from me,"

he whispered to himself in the dark.

In his dream, he saw himself.

A little boy with scraped knees, a sweaty shirt, and a determined look in his eyes. Day after day, he got up early, even though he was tired. Every other day, he trained—push-ups, endurance runs, shadow boxing.

"If I get strong enough, no one can ever take anything from me again,"

Over the years, he became stronger—physically, but also mentally. He learned to pull himself together. He learned how to motivate himself, even when no one was watching. But despite all of it, an emptiness remained inside him.

An emptiness he tried to fill through constant training.

Back in the present, Mike slowly opened his eyes. Pain shot through his body. He was lying in a hospital bed. Around him stood Kad, Giel, Lasa, and Glus.

Glus spoke …mike 

He said, "Mike…

You've been hiding your abilities. Why?"

I looked at him.

"Commander Glus, I… I didn't even know I could do that myself."

Glus nodded.

"If you're really that strong, you might even be able to beat me someday. That's good.

This base needs talented kids like you.

And summoning magic? That's one of the rarest kinds there is.

I honestly wonder why the system ranked you as SAL 2."

He added,

"When you're able to walk again, we'll need to re-rank you."

"Oh, and something else.

I don't know if you care, but the prize was that you get to join an A-rank mission.

Yes, an A mission."

Mike thought,

Great. That's the reward? I gave everything I had… haha.

Well, it's a military school after all.

"Thank you, sir," Mike said.

Glus walked away.

Finally, his friends could speak.

They rushed to his side and shouted,

"Mike!"

Lasa quietly asked,

"Are you okay?"

Kad smiled slightly, though his voice had a hint of sadness,

"Man, Mike, you've gotten so strong… (Too bad I'll never be like that…)"

Giel laughed a little and added proudly,

"You showed Fur who's boss. And Has too—he ended up with two broken arms."

Mike's eyes widened,

"What? Seriously? …Is he mad at me?"

Lasa shrugged,

"We don't know. He hasn't said a word since the defeat."

Kad leaned closer,

"But now everyone knows you have summoning magic. The news spread really fast.

Is it even true?"

Mike answered quietly,

"Kinda."

Then Glus burst back through the door—he had just stepped out, but now he stormed back in.

Why?

He shouted,

"The base is under attack! I just got word—it's the Suls!"