I_Love_Ramen

The universe has always operated by a single, unwavering law: "Survival of the fittest." This fundamental rule governs everything, living or non-living.  It was this very law that Alastor found himself entangled with.

Awakening in a forest on planet Earth, in a forgotten corner of the universe, Alastor possessed no memories of his life before the age of four. Growing up, he quickly learned the brutal truth of this society: power was the currency of respect and longevity. Alastor clung to the hope of unraveling the mystery of his past. But his hopes were seemingly crushed when his bloodline ability manifested as [Speed]. It was an ability widely considered weak due to its inherent limitations, doing little to enhance his standing in this power-obsessed world. 

Just when his dream of uncovering his past began to flicker and fade, a glimmer of hope emerged. The pendant he wore, a constant presence he vaguely remembered from his earliest memories, suddenly flared to life. It was his only tangible connection to his past. And then, a bright blue screen materialized before his eyes.

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[SYSTEM DETECTED. HOST COMPATIBILITY CONFIRMED.]

[SYSTEM INITIATING BINDING SEQUENCE...]

Level Up: Assassin.

<p>Explosions rang out as the ground shattered, and various Ferrosaurus burst forth, charging towards Alastor.</p>

<p>[Shadow Portal] Alastor activated the skill once more, creating distance while using [Shadow Bullet] to finish off the Ferrosaurus. Initially, it was a breeze, with only one-star and two-star Ferrosaurus popping up. Alastor needed no more than five [Shadow Bullet] to take them down from a distance. However, as more Ferrosaurus emerged, their numbers swarming him, Alastor had to engage in close combat.</p>

Chapter 62. Success.