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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 stood at the threshold of the Order's inner sanctum, the very heart of their power. The room was vast, its walls lined with intricate sigils and glyphs that pulsed with energy, feeding into the colossal beacon that towered above them. It was here that the Order's leaders gathered, the architects of darkness who sought to bend the world to their will.

The leaders of the Order of the Twilight Serpent were a formidable assembly, each a master of their own arcane discipline. They regarded Jace with a mix of curiosity and disdain, confident in the strength of their combined might. The air around them shimmered with magic, a tangible aura of power that threatened to overwhelm.

Jace felt the weight of their gazes upon him, but he stood resolute, his own magic simmering beneath the surface, ready to be unleashed. He knew this was the moment he had been preparing for, the culmination of all their efforts to thwart the Order's dark ambitions.

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