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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

A long horizontal wall suddenly turned transparent, surprising Crey as he raised his eyebrows. But his surprise didn't last long, as a man with white hair and wrinkles on his face walked out of his small shop and stopped just before the Crey, with an invisible wall between them.

Crey thought as he raised his hand to touch the wall and as he expected, the wall was solid between him and the old man. It was a novel experience for him, as for the first time he had seen tech like this. The old man on the other side wasn't annoyed by Crey's curiosity as he gave him plenty of time to explore his wall tech.

"Ahem!" Crey coughed as he finally realized that he was taking a lot of time from someone. He hurriedly coughed to express his embarrassment, as he asked a question.

"Sir, I am sorry for that. I am here to visit Allan Trumann's house. Can you point me in the right direction?"

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