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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

The man with the Scorpio tattoo on his face mumbled lightly. He wasn't one to raise unnecessary complaints in front of this devil-like young man but the situation was complicated this time. There was a real problem only this young man could solve.

Crey, who was lost in his own thoughts, suddenly looked up. The thug flinched lightly at his emotionless gaze but still managed to say the piece completely.

"Boss, it's…it's the money we have gathered! It is going to expire soon. I mean we can buy only one more night at the bar like this again. "

He concluded, and then waited for his response. But upon seeing his nervous attitude, the other two fellows too grew nervous.

It was not like they have no clearance to know about such things. It was just that they were too trustful of the Scorpio tattoed man, from whom they never asked anything. They were just happy with their roles, and the share of the money they were getting from this.

A plan to escape