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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

The cafeteria was oddly quiet despite being filled with competitors and spectators. News of the matches had spread like wildfire—especially Diana Frost's clinical dismantling of Bailey. Noah picked at his food, his mind replaying the fight, looking for angles, weaknesses, anything that might have changed the outcome.

"You're doing it again," Kelvin said, breaking the silence between them. "That thing where you analyze a fight frame by frame in your head."

Noah's eyes refocused on his friend. "She's beatable."

"Diana?" Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "You saw what she did to Bailey."

"I saw a fighter who relies on precision targeting. Dead Zones have boundaries. Rules." Noah pushed his tray away. "Everything has a weakness."

Before Kelvin could respond, a commotion erupted from somewhere near the competitor's area. Heads turned as excited voices rippled through the cafeteria.

Retribution