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

"Excuse me but may I come in?" a knock at the door made Aksel look up from his screen that he had been working on.

"Yes," he called and saw Sam walk in with some papers in her hand.

Realizing that she was bringing in more work for him he sighed and then pushed away the stack of papers that had already been on his table to one side. Seeing this Sam smiled and kept the stack of papers in the designated place as she said, "Working too hard again?"

"I wouldn't say too hard since it's barely been enough yet," Aksel sighed looking at the folders that had been placed on the center table as well. He had barely been doing a good enough job according to him even if he was already working himself to his bone.

Epilogue