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Exo-Armor donning Fighters, the pinnacle of humankind, are the main fighting force of human societies who are genetically modified to attain extraordinary abilities. To become these warriors is the lifelong dream of every passionate young man in this interstellar age.
 
 But not for - Crey Morgan, A lazy student who is forced to seek entrance into one of Earth's best military academies to become an Exo-Warrior. But his dubious past and lethargic personality don't quite match the ideals of the academy.
    
Crey is not a normal young man, apparent from his weird personality and seemingly extraordinary fighting capabilities. The secret is that he is an assassin who had walked out of the darkest society towards the world in light. An Assassin of the past who wants to leave his horrible history behind.
 
Would Crey be able to gain admission into Terra Military college to become an Ex-warrior as his Uncle wanted? Or his listless attitude will spell trouble where ever he goes.
 
Also, Crey thought he would be the top gun here due to his uncharacteristic past but his hopes shattered as soon as he took an entrance exam. The seemingly best military academy is not built on boastful claims and every character here has thier brilliance and if he had to survive he had to do more than his best.


P.S- the cover art is not mine, The credit and copyright go to Wojciech Wilk. If you have any problems, you can contact me through comments.

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2760:Evolution

In the deserted wreckage of a building where a five-man team of Team red was hiding. Upon hearing the 'kicking out' exclamation of Torr, One girl who had her tripod stabilized thick laser rifle aimed from the crack in the building across the destroyed flyover in the front and was focused on her scope, looked up from her gun towards a position where Torr was hiding,

"Hmm. New guy, now? How is this possible? Do you know anyone new in our Elective? I don't think otherwise Professor.... "

"Concentrate!" A person rebukes harshly, interrupting her words making the Torr and the girl go back to focusing on their positions. They flinched and shut their mouths as in operation, nothing was more taboo than lazing around.

Satisfied seeing them refocused, he decided to address the situation to not let any doubts prevail. Especially when he was the head of this small team. Therefore, this man continued in a monotone whisper,

The Manhunt