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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

The drones were human sized jets with hand-like claws at the ends of carbon fiber ropes deployed from the underside. They were deployed to the ground and used to snatch up the Inheritence Ability users Rex defeated.

He was on the move again before Trish was fully off the ground.

With an almost magnetic pull, he was back in the water, zipping down and jumping across to new rivers to maintain his b-line straight after Simon Hugo. An anxiety filled him at the implication of the trainees new abilities.

From his words, it was obvious to Rex that he wasn't seeing the Rex everyone else saw. Simon was seeing Rex for what he was.

"Simon knows im a Werepanther….." Rex thought as he exploded out of a river and surfed on a focused current through a wild clutter of twisted trees and smashed huts once belonging to native forest peoples.

"No…" Rex drifted right and spun around a pile of goblin corpses.

71 CAT/CONCIOUSNESS