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Since the opening of the Dungeon Rifts-- also called D.Rifts or Drift Dimensions, the world has changed. It's become more militaristic and violent-- unpredictable, even. Monsters raze cities and bring diseases that birth new races. Magic exists in a constant state of hyperflux, birthing new powers and changing the functions of old ones.

But none of that mattered for Rex. He wasn't a Drift Soldier-- as much as he wanted to be. He didn't have powers-- even if he wished he did, so when he graduated primary school, he expected to get his Drift Armament and find a bit of consistency for once in his life. 

But you know what they say about expectations......

DING!

[Congratulations! You have awakened the Beast-Totem and unlocked your Werepanther System.]

[5 Totems Remaining....]

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Extra tags: kingdom building, military, martial arts, overpowered, scifi-fantasy, post-apocalyptic, factions,

My Werepanther System: Starting with Nine Lives

For the first time since their arrival, the layered worlds were silent. No earth quakes. No dragonoid war parties dotting the skies. No egg spitting volcanoes.

And a mile long cut through the stone city bulk that burned white hot.

"THAT. WAS. MIRACULOUS!!!!" The half-goblin yelled as she hopped out of the building. "BUT MY BABIES!!…." She slapped her hands against her face as she eyeballed the piles of ashen bones.

"You're worried about bones? Like there isn't a thousand more in here?" Rex thought as he tried to catch his breath.

"If it makes you feel any better, you can use the ashen bones as bone meal for your plants." Imani said as she stepped out behind her and rushed over to Rex.

"How did you know I tend to plants?" The half-goblin asked as she blushed.

61 DEAD MYTH