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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

"As confided to me by Ank, Both of you at that time were conveniently in the nearby Cafe just this close to the club. It was like you were extremely lucky. Huh!  And…"

At this moment, it was Crey who interrupted quickly to answer his question simultaneously, his voice still calm, clear, and confident.

"That's because I wanted to check out the cafe and ended up meeting an interesting girl there. We hit up instantly, that's why we ended up being there for a long time.

Still, we wanted to visit the club as we had scheduled earlier, but we just pushed it to later. Fortunately, it happened and we weren't there or both of us would have been dead by now."

Major ignored his justified explanation attempt using the good 'fortune' excuse he had given him. Nonchalantly he continued,

"And… the last call you guys had was when you were escaping from there and got stuck in traffic, right? It was with Abise who had allegedly separated from you earlier.

Aftermath Suppressed