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Jace Norman, a boy born with an incurable sickness, making him weak amongst his peers.


To make matters worse for him, he even failed to awaken any ability even if it was a Beta Level ability.

All of these changed on a fateful night where he was trapped outside the Walls and was left to die at the monsters that roams the wastelands.


After running for what seems like an eternity, he eventually succumbed to his fatigue and fell to the ground waiting for his death to come.


"this is the end of my pitiful life, father I'm sorry that I could not fulfill the dream you had for me, I'm truly sorry" he said as he closed his eyes.


But death didn't answer his calls but something else or in his case, somethings.

**Ding**
**Ding**
**Ding**

My Naphalem Hybrid System

Jared sped through the halls of the Norman estate, his heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and curiosity. His mother's cryptic comment had left him both puzzled and hopeful. He needed to see Jace. The corridors blurred around him as he raced to the training grounds where he knew his son would be.

He arrived in a matter of moments, skidding to a halt as he entered the training grounds. There, amidst the serene and imposing space, stood Jace. Jared's breath caught in his throat. The boy before him was not the frail, sickly child he had last seen. Instead, he saw a figure exuding strength and vitality, a young man transformed.

"Jace?" Jared called out, his voice a mixture of shock, disbelief, and overwhelming relief.

Jace turned to face his father, his bright blue eyes meeting Jared's. The transformation was remarkable—Jace looked healthier, stronger, almost radiant with an inner power. "Father," Jace greeted him, his voice steady but filled with emotion.

Jared And Jace