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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

<p>The following morning, the group woke up early, feeling refreshed from their night of rest. After a hearty breakfast at The Hammered Anvil, Jace decided to explore Thorngarde's renowned market. The bustling market was a hive of activity, with merchants and buyers haggling over goods ranging from everyday necessities to exquisite luxury items.</p>

<p>As Jace wandered through the crowded streets, he marveled at the array of finely crafted items on display. Armor gleamed under the bright sun, weapons of all shapes and sizes were meticulously arranged on sturdy racks, and the air was filled with the scent of leather, metal, and exotic spices. Each stall seemed to offer something unique, but one particular stall caught Jace's eye.</p>

Dawnfire Blade