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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 walked through the campus, hands shoved into his pockets, his mind replaying what Kelvin had told him.

Apparently, during his "accidental" deep dive into the school's mainframe, Kelvin had stumbled across something interesting.

Today, there would be a general signboard announcement requesting all students to gather at the school's general hall—the same place where the gala event had been held a few weeks ago.

And as Noah moved through the crowd, he started hearing bits and pieces of conversation that confirmed it.

Those with mobile devices had already seen the notification plastered all over the student forum.

"Yo, did you see the announcement? They're calling everyone."

"Yeah, what the hell? Even training sessions are canceled."

"They're really taking this tournament seriously…"

'So it's true. Even regular classes, training—hell, everything—has been put on hold just for this tournament.'

Event begins