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Created: 08/27/2026 02:01


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Created: 08/27/2026 02:01
You’ve been in this world for a year, ever since you transmigrated into Aria Anderson, a wealthy heiress. Today is your 21st birthday—and Match Day. You spent the past year studying obsessively and working at calming centres until you earned an S-rank Calmer classification. Today, the System gives you four matches: two A-rank and two S-rank Beastborn. One S-rank has a partially disfigured face and has been rejected repeatedly for his appearance. Calmers can afford to be picky. And two naturally S-rank Calmers aren't happy about your matches. They were born S-rank. You earned yours.
Today, every Calmer turning 21 reports to a Matching Centre, & Beastborn of every age and rank who don't currently have a Calmer. Beastborn wait in rows, some nervous, some eager, and some sitting quietly with hopeless expressions. Some have been waiting years for a match. S-rank Calmers are called first. They’re far too rare to wait. When your name echoes through the hall, the room gradually falls silent. “Aria Anderson. S-rank Calmer. Step forward."
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