Illustris

Excerpt:
“An intruder has been detected.”
Was it talking about me? 
“The Branding System rejects this specimen for branding. The Subject must be eradicated.” The automated voice spoke again.  
What?
Panic rose within Aksel at once, he didn’t understand what was happening to him but he knew that in a few seconds he was going to be killed.
But why?
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It was the year 3022 and Earth had gone through a series of changes reaching new technological and metaphysical heights. Humans had generated into a superior level of beings where they were now classified into three categories based on their body structure and strength when they came upon the age of twenty. 
This could be achieved by a process called The Branding System which branded the humans under one of the three categories of Contrivos, Exters or Debilis making their body undergo a set of transformations respectively.
The world has lost its sense of equality and power is all that can help you survive and live a good life but when Aksel Bruwes is rejected by the system and remains unbranded, his life turns over completely.
How is he going to stay alive in this world where everyone is stronger than him and what is he going to do when he learns about the hideous truths about the System? 
Not to forget that the said System is after his life.
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DISCLAIMER: This is not the usual “SYSTEM” novels that you read where a MC is provided with a SYSTEM that trains him to make him overpowered by levelling up. Here, SYSTEM means an organized scheme or method.

The Branding System

The snow spread around everywhere like a blanket covering the brown earth. It was a beautiful sight, but it also made getting around difficult. They had to be careful not to slip on the ice and hurt themselves having been unused to the texture.

The dark trees that spread their branches over the snow looked beautiful against the white backdrop, but they didn't provide much shelter from the cold wind that was blowing through the valley. The sky above looked like a reflection of the ground below as it was plainly painted in a pale blue color with clouds spreading in sight.

For miles and miles, there was nothing to be seen other than snow and ice in every direction, except for the occasional glimpse of an animal in the distance, which served only as a reminder of how cold and isolated they had been and how far they must have been from civilization yet again.

Chapter 90: Snowfall