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The human Race is at war with the Vicious Dalki and when they needed help more than ever, THEY started to come forward. 

Humans who had hidden in the shadows for hundreds of years, people with abilities. 

Some chose to share their knowledge to the rest of the world in hopes of winning the war, while others kept their abilities to themselves.

Quinn had lost everything to the war, his home, his family and the only thing he had inherited was a crummy old book that he couldn’t even open. 

But when the book had finally opened, Quinn was granted a system and his whole life was turned around. 

He completed quest after quest and became more powerful, until one day the system gave him a quest he wasn’t sure he could complete. 

"It is time to feed!"
"You must drink human blood within 24 hours"
"Your HP will continue to decrease until the task has been completed"

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Blood dripped from the top of Vorden's head, trickling down to his eyebrow. He raised his hand to wipe it away, gripping a dagger made of hardened mud in his other hand.

"What did I say? You got us killed, Vorden!"

"Will you shut up, unless you want to fight this damned thing instead?" Vorden snapped.

On the floor in front of him lay a defeated Rattaclaw, its lifeless body sprawled out. Nearby, another Rattaclaw remained unharmed, its beady eyes focused on him, its claws poised to strike.

When Vorden arrived on the planet, he'd encountered the first Rattaclaw in the wild. Not wanting to attract more beasts, he had run into the closest structure he could find—a large, mostly empty warehouse. The space was filled with broken crates and scattered piles of scrap metal, and with only one entrance, he realized he had no choice but to fight.

The Chair