I Changed Classes to Venti, God of Wind, and Handcrafted a Black Hole for My First Love

The game has descended into reality, and everyone has entered the age of class advancement. Only by choosing a combat class can you take control of your destiny. Wendy transmigrated into this world and, at the awakening ceremony, was assigned the universally mocked “bottom-tier” class: [Gale Archer]. Low damage, fragile, and good for nothing but running fast? Does he even have to rely on his S-rank school beauty desk mate and his sister, who dotes on her little brother, to carry him, while the whole school laughs at him as the “strongest kept man”? Wendy glanced at his hidden stats panel, took a sip of apple cider, and smiled. “Weak wind powers? That’s because you don’t understand a thing called [Swirl]!” And so, everything changed: A teammate tossed out a little flame, and Wendy shot an arrow at it: [Pyro Swirl: Firestorm], instantly melting everything on the map! The school beauty cast an ice spell, and Wendy lightly plucked his strings: [Cryo Swirl: Absolute Zero], shattering the boss on the spot! He even blew gently at a lightning mage’s spell: [Electro Swirl: Overloaded Nuclear Blast]! Years later, when the Abyssal Demon Gods descended and humanity was on the brink of despair, a young man sat on the back of a dragon, holding a harp, with a colossal black hole devouring the world behind him. “Hey, you Demon God up ahead! Hand over the good booze, and I’ll spare your life!” Everyone: “You call that a bottom-tier wind archer?!!!”