Billion_Generator

=== WSA 2025 ===

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.

And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.

Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.

My Talent's Name Was Generator.

Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.

So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?

Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.

I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

My Talent's Name Is Generator

I sat in the center of my training room, ready to check my class options.

My essence store was overflowing, my body fully rested and fed. The mission was set, and there were no loose ends left to tie up.

Most importantly, I had officially confirmed there was nothing between Mark and North, though it cost me a few shoulder punches to seal the deal.

I opened the status panel and mentally clicked on the glowing [Class Options Available].

A new panel flashed open in front of me, listing my choices.

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The Class That Shaped My Future