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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

Inheritence Ability Users Jungle Obstacle Course and Combatives. Aka, J.O.C.C.'s.

After Rex was given his mission debrief with the Chameleon IV Spec-Ops Task Force, he headed back to the barracks and laid in bed for twenty minutes. Just enough time to mentally conceptualize what was coming for the weekend.

He killed a vampire and liberated a village a day ago and was immediately thrown into global politics and human assassinations.

He wasn't about to lie to himself and say he felt guilt at the idea of killing two corrupt economic powerhouses. But it was a change of pace.

Maybe for the better. Working with AG Brennus got him closer to the Ultra-General. The Alpha-Generals older brother and Imani's prime suspect for Remulus in human form. Working with AG Brennus and doing so satisfactorily was even better. If that meant taking out some scumbags, he was all in.

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