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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 sat in his room at The Hammered Anvil, the Dawnfire Blade resting on the table before him. He admired the sword's craftsmanship, but his thoughts kept returning to its flaw. The Heat Vulnerability could be a significant drawback in prolonged battles. However, he had an ace up his sleeve: his ability to manipulate reality.

Closing his eyes, Jace focused on the blade, feeling the magic coursing through it. He visualized the flaw, the heat building up within the metal, and willed it to dissipate. Slowly, he began to weave a new enchantment into the sword, one that would not only eliminate the vulnerability but enhance its capabilities.

As he concentrated, the blade shimmered, its runes glowing brighter. He envisioned the sword gaining a morphing ability, allowing it to switch between different forms and abilities at will. The Dawnfire Blade would no longer be just a sword; it would be a versatile weapon capable of adapting to any situation.

Jace Vs Fenrir