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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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'The Last Chance.' These words had perked everyone's ears up, and even Peter had turned around to look at Mundus. Just what was he playing at? Why would he say such a thing to a room full of desperate people?

These words carried a lot of weight because it meant that the Messenger must have some way to save Quinn.

"What are you saying, you can bring back the dead?" Hikel asked. "Are you going to use some type of power like Immortui has, or is it something different altogether?"

Mundus didn't answer and instead walked back over to where the others were. He then looked at Quinn, whose body was on the ground, and he stared intensely at every part of him.

Peter blocked his way; he didn't trust Mundus and didn't want him to get any closer.

"Do you know how me and Quinn got to know each other so well?" Mundus asked, not expecting an answer. "It's because Quinn works for us, he works as an agent for the Celestials, for the gods."

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