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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

Crey shouted angrily, pointing to both fallen Enforcers and him. His face was livid especially after seeing his pathetic half-assed attempt to snatch the handgun from his hand.

Seeing Ank lowering his head in shame, he felt his fury rising even more as he shouted,

"No, seriously? You are a student of Terra Academy. What exactly did you try to do there?

I gave you a chance for an ambush, by making a commotion with the first Enforcer. But what did you do?

You stupidass tried to go for his handgun? That he was holding? In his hand? Do you think you have the strength to snatch things from the hold of a literal metal glove? Don't tell me this was your plan?"

Ank was feeling guilty at first but after listening to his repeated shouting, he clenched his teeth as he stood up and yelled back.

"Dammit, actually it was you who ruined my plan. If you didn't interfere and let me do things my way, I could have taken down both of them one by one. "

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