MC

He inspected his body with overwhelming excitement.

Suddenly the edges of his jet-black aura turned even darker and flew towards him; he was filled with joy when he saw the changed aura get sucked into his abdomen; there was no boost, but he could feel immense power originating from his abdomen.

"I'm a magic knight!" He whispered with a heated expression; "I should be able to dig through this quicker than I thought, and I'll get to try out the power of this rank". His new rank didn't stop him from thinking about his advantages.

He began to cultivate. "hmm what's this," he said as he saw through his consciousness, a black space filled with specks of different colors, he was attracted to the black particles, his consciousness got close but he could tell something was not right and that they weren't his match.

He moved his consciousness trying to find fragrance particles that matched him, suddenly he turned his consciousness, he was attracted to something, he moved his consciousness and soon arrived in front of a small group of black odorless fragrance particles.

"They match me!" Enopy exclaimed as he absorbed them through his consciousness and directed them to his physical core; he soon retracted his Consciousness to check the effects the energy had on his body.

He felt way stronger than before, and this power did not die down.

"System," he thought, he wanted to find out what was happening to him "what's going on with my body."

"It seems that you have pushed your body into the magic knight rank, which unlocked the mental energy limit. Your body subconsciously put on you cause you could not handle it, but when you broke through, your core used your mental energy and raised you to the bottleneck of middle stage rank one, the energy that you just absorbed pushed you into the peak stage rank one" the system replied.

"What the fuck! Isn't this too much Mc plot armor? I know I wanted to get stronger fast but isn't this too much." he said with a frantic expression, and his voice was full of unbelief.

"Huu," he sighed to announce his acceptance of reality.

"Even though this is unbelievable, it's not like it hurts me; if anything, it benefits me greatly." Enopy thought.

He then sat after he calmed down, he wanted to fill his body with energy so he could allow his core to gather energy on its own; he learned that physical cores use the shell of the core as a filter and only lets in energy that is close or matching to his and that it's always in the fragrance world partially.

He tried to use his previous way of cultivation but soon realized that his previous way of gathering energy would never fill his body, so he moved his consciousness back to that fragrance world and looked for the particles that he had previously found.

"So much for plot armor," Enopy said with disappointment as he noticed that he had been searching for more than 2 hours without any luck.

He decided to use the other black particles, the ones that he was compatible with. He went to a giant group of black coconut-odored fragrance particles.

He instantly became a black hole and quickly absorbed all the fragrance particles; he retracted his consciousness and checked on his body; he noticed that his body wasn't full of power. He then went back to the dark place and found another group of black fragrance particles. This time, they "smelled" like dirty socks so he knew, it would have almost no effect on him. Even though it was way bigger than the group of black coconut fragrance particles, with the potent smell of feet. He keens it wouldn't have any effect on him.

He moved on and soon found a group of black new car odored fragrance particles. He instantly knew he would be more compatible with him.

He then absorbed them quickly and retracted his consciousness; he was left unsurprised when he saw his body was full of energy; he stood up and asked...

"System, how long have I been training," Enopy asked.

"1 day and a half," the system replied.

"what!? How is this possible? I was her only for a few hours," Enopy said in disbelief.

Enopy soon calmed down and thought, "so a few hours in the fragrance world is multiple times in the real world, So to get to rank 3, I need to spend years in seclusion...that sucks I want to move and do stuff, I spent a million years in darkness, but, I was brought to a world where to reach the goals I have to be in seclusion...."huuu", Enopy sighed at his situation. "Still", his face turned solemn. "Once I become strong I'll be able to go anywhere and do anything I want in this world, so a million years in seclusion for an eternity full of bliss seems like a small price to pay and I'm willing to pay it."

He turned around and punched at the wall; his blow instantly cut down the wall by 10 feet, but he knew this was nothing compared to how much land he would have to cross.

He wasted no more time and smashed his way through the hard stone.

He eventually took a break and said...

"System show me the inner strength fragrance technique."

The system showed him a combination of martial arts techniques, all of which help with cultivation. While using they do rely on a little bit of fragrance and a considerable amount of aura and a bit of meaning to be used to their full potential. All Enopy had to do was incorporate them into his nonexistent fighting style.

"Oh", he exclaimed when he saw a technique that suited his current situation; he decided to refill his body quickly. He wanted to keep the energy in his core as his reserves. He didn't want to be helpless if he was caught off guard.

After a couple of hours in the fragrance world and a day in the real world of him refilling his body, he created an underground training area; The training area was 24 x 24, he wanted to get familiar with one of the techniques in the inner strength fragrance technique.

Then Enopy instantly started; he got two colossal boulders and infused his hands with 40% aura,10% fragrance, and 30%, meaning.

He made his hands stiff and straight and placed them on the boulders; he closed his eyes and imagined what he wanted.

He opened his eyes as a glare shined from them; his hands moved at lightning speed; his hands moved at this pace for 3 minutes straight; he only stopped when he noticed his sculptures were not matching.

Yes, he was trying to make sculptures but not for fun; he needed to get through this stone ground as quickly as possible, and if he could find weak spots in rocks easily, then his journey would be shortened greatly.

He will also be able to train his body to move in perfect sync, which will be great for his dual-handed swords.

"haha, I might actually be the Mc, but who cares? This plot armor gives me advantages, so I'll use those advantages to my advantage."