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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

"It's called Genesis City, the man-made wonder built as one of the second largest cities on this planet. I heard the Li family built it back in the time of the dark ages.

Now with a massive population of three billion occupants, it…is ruled by all humans present here together. It's both the richest and poorest city out there."

Crey's calm eyes slowly showed expression as he looked sideways and found the figure who was crying just a few seconds ago, now clearing up his act like it was not him who misbehaved while being drunk.

His face was still a little red, but there was an improvement in awareness and clarity along with a little tinge of embarrassment in his blue eyes. The man slowly gathered to Crey's side and then sat along with him, like him with his back to the wall, shoulder to shoulder, and legs sprawled forward.

"Hmm…" Allan rubbed the back of his head as he clamored,

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