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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

Bradd was unsure whether he should be glad or miserable today. For the latter, he was the one who got marked by such a powerful villain, and it was also fortunate because this villain needed something from him so he was safe ...at least for now.

Right now he was actually walking back to his cubicle, where his devices were around. Since it was apparent that he was chosen purposefully, then besides his computer skills there is nothing that could be attractive to this fellow. After a quick scare, he was allowed to lead the way toward his computers.

While just as they were about to enter the hallway, he looked back to observe this fellow once again. But leaving aside his all-black nondescript clothes, one thing that caught his attention was…..

Hacking in with Bradd