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The world was at the brink of collapse. 

Humanity’s desperate battle against the Harbingers, monstrous alien invaders from another world, had raged for years, leaving cities in ruin and hope at an all-time low. 

Amid the chaos, Noah Eclipse, an eighteen year old with no past and no purpose, struggled to survive each day.

Noah being a First-Generation Talent, with a common, unremarkable ability that never stood a chance against the Harbingers, had spent years labeled a loser all while fighting to keep his head above water in a world that seemed to have forgotten him.

But as fate would have it, everything changed one day when he was fighting for his life and at the verge of dying.

[Congratulations, you have awakened an SSS RANKED Talent : Void Summoning]


[Congratulations you have unlocked one item : Eclipse blade!!]

[Congratulations : You have unlocked a new skill; Void Blink] 

He was reborn, and for the first time, he was no longer weak nor helpless.

Now with all the creatures and the power of the void in his palms, he would bring an end to the apocalypse!



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Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner

Noah's eyes were fixed on the man in the pristine suit standing in front of him. Suddenly the man began to walk towards him.

The man's movements were precise, almost mechanical, as he reached into his pocket. His face remained expressionless, like he was delivering a package rather than shattering someone's world.

"Your parents wished for you to have this," he said, extending his hand.

The moonlight caught the metallic surface of the token as it passed between them. Noah's fingers closed around it automatically, the metal cool against his palm. A simple design—a moon crossing over a sun.

"They said it would be their last service to you," the man continued, his voice devoid of any emotion. "This will pave your way when you need it most. They wish you well."

Then he turned and walked away, footsteps fading into the night, leaving Noah standing there with twelve years of absence condensed into a single piece of metal.

A token?