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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

Nyx followed Varrick outside, his senses on high alert. The morning air was crisp and cool, a stark contrast to the tension between the two men. They walked a short distance away from the inn, finding a secluded alley where they could speak without drawing attention.

Varrick turned to face Nyx, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and frustration. "You've been running for a long time, Nyx. It ends today."

Nyx held his ground, his hand still resting on the hilt of his sword. "What do you want, Varrick? Why come after me now?"

Varrick's lips curled into a sneer. "You know why. You owe me a debt. You promised to work for me in exchange for information about your brother. But you backed out when you didn't get what you wanted."

Nyx's jaw tightened. "You didn't find anything useful. My brother's trail went cold, and I wasn't going to waste my life working for you on a wild goose chase."

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