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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

"Who gave you permission for that? What a bulls*it! "

An old man slammed the paper tab on the table which trembled loudly. He was standing and staring daggers at the two people, especially the young Major sitting opposite to him in this Academy Meeting.

It's been three days since the incident where the whole Academy came to know about the so-called 'undercover operation' of Major Moy and his faction. But like it is said that 'every dog has its day'.

If that day was of Major Moy such that he was able to fool the whole Academy to extract his student from the Academy. Then, today was the day of this old man.

"What do you have to say? Huh? And you 'My dear General' Dan," The old man mustered a fake smile to glance at the bald man who was sitting beside Major Moy this time.

"I am shocked and disappointed. Since when did you quit the neutral stance to join a failing revolution?"

Meeting deciding Crey's fate