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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

Jace looked at Nyx, the gravity of his words hanging heavily in the air. For a moment, he felt a pang of sympathy for the man, but he quickly masked it. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice firm. "We can't help you with that."

Without another word, Jace shut the door, leaving Nyx standing alone in the hallway. Nyx stared at the closed door for a moment, his silver eyes reflecting a mix of frustration and determination. He knew his quest wouldn't be easy, but he had hoped for a lead, even a small one.

Inside the room, Jacin turned to her brother, her brow furrowed with concern. "What was that all about?" she asked.

Jace took a deep breath, trying to dispel the lingering tension. "It was nothing," he replied, his tone dismissive. "Just someone looking for trouble. We can't get involved."

Meeting The Sinclairs