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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.

Update Rate - 1chap/day

2760:Evolution

"Is that what you wanted? Honestly, it's pathetic."

The man 'tsked' loudly in disappointment, as he did not resist, letting Crey choke him as much as he wanted because does this child really believe that he could choke him through the suit and helmet?

The Enemy Fighter was about to stand up carrying along Crey, choking him from behind but suddenly he chuckled into his ear.

"Nah, actually I was aiming for this. "

Crey abruptly heaved up his locked hands and yanked his helmet away from his head like a bottle opener.

The man has a 'WTF' expression molded on his face, as his pale but scarred face became visible due to the easy pulling of the helmet off his head.

His murky eyes abruptly grew angry and confused as to how he achieved that….but it wasn't time for an explanation as now suddenly vulnerable, he was in considerable danger now.

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