Condemned

WARNING! BOOK CONTAINS SEX/BRUTALITY/RAPE/KILLINGS/GORE/SUBTLE HAREM/ROMANTIC SUBPLOT

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Friction between several big countries escalated in the year 2040 when the world almost ran out of natural resources.

In the same year, a terrifying group of unknown individuals surfaced in the world. They numbered more than several hundred thousand, appearing literally out of thin air. To think that such a monstrous group had managed to hide away without anyone's knowledge was inconceivable.

The group wreaked havoc in the world with their futuristic weapons. Laser guns, fighter robots, and other advanced weaponry were included in their arsenal. 

Billions of humans died in the war causing liters of blood to flow in the once flourishing world. 

The year 2050, Major General Cale Sylvann, a 49-year-old elite and one of the leading figures of Earth Alliance died in battle.

"Where am I?"

"Calee! Get up or you will be late for school again!"


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The Black Market

Under the astonished gaze of Ciprus, Cale with his Void Wolf Immortal Sword in hand effortlessly killed dozens of Heavenly Winged Guardians with every slash.

The latter's entire being was enveloped by an overbearing aura that oppressed the humanoid beasts around him.

Cale with a deadpan expression tapped his foot and disappeared from his spot before reappearing in front of the Heavenly Winged Guardians.

He then brandished his sword with both his hands which created a baleful and dark sword wind that cut the surrounding beasts in half.

They could not even utter any cries of despair before their bodies were slashed into two.

Ciprus took the chance to consume another Replenishing Pill, but his eyes were still fixated on the silver-haired Cale who was slaughtering the Heavenly Winged Guardians as if they were hapless chickens.

Holy Nourishing Crystal