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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

Victor woke up in a pained daze. And he could feel that his eyes were swollen from a heavy blow to the face. He cringed at the pain—

"Finally. You are awake." Krysta said.

"Dammit!….. I blew my chance at a surprise attack." Victor realized immediately. Oddly enough the interaction reminded him of Imani's assessment of him back on the train.

His strength neutered his intelligence. Something he'd have to work on sooner than later. Especially considering his recent realizations.

"Can't take on a military super-empire as a simpleton." Victor thought. Then he once again considered Imani's words. "What's the intelligent way out of this? I could send a pulse wave, but I would risk setting off any devices or shorting out the power and surrendering myself to anyone with nocturnal abilities. My powers are sensory based now, but they're still new. So….. don't use my powers first. Use my head. Use..."

73 STREAK