In a world where one's worth is determined by their inborn trait, the few that are born without are ostracised at the best of times, and killed in the worse.

Kent was ready to follow in his parent's footsteps and become a farmer to nourish the world and his peers with the nature-aligned trait he was bound to develop. Until the due date came and went.

Leaving Kent to be one of the few that are deemed to be the enemy of Issar.

With the lack of a trait one is said to be unable to level, gain skills, or progress in any meaningful way.

Now, at the advent of an Invasion, to right an ancient wrong, how can he guarantee his survival?

Can he claim his own place in the world?

And how would you act when the system desperately wants you to be edgy?

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Light Spoilers:

Note: The skill stuff and proper LitRPG elements will begin in the mid-ten chapters. And they will be crunchy.

Note: This is not going to be a farming story. Mostly Murderhobo