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in the world of Evalian their was peace everywhere humans and other race coexist....... but there was conflict between countries war after war it make people homeless,Slaves,children's orphanage,making ordinary people situation dire in this world. The Goddess cannot intervene in the world of Evalian so she find a18 years old boy name Alex Smith from Earth to send him with military system let's see what he and his troops would influence the world but....... (==!) Alex"Starting points 5000 good start....... Why the hell is everything so expensive" Alex"system tell me the directions or give me a map of continent" System[ host it will take 3000 points exchange for map of continent] Alex".............................................." System[............................................] Alex"F*** you Blackhearted system" ##The English is not my first language so if there is problem sorry##

In a world ravaged by Zombies and mutated lifeforms, humans are given an opportunity to fight back after the Land of Origin descends. Now, they can awaken classes and become Lords in this new world, Watch as Aldrin reaches for the top with a broken talent.

He was a mere cleaner in the midst of world heroes. Nothing more. Burdened with responsibility far beyond his age, Yuin scraped by through multiple jobs. One of which was cleaning after the esteemed heroes and serving as their emotional outlet. Until a sudden malfunction in the hero system opened a new path. A dangerous one. On the day the heroes began their patriotic mission, Yuin was forcibly selected. Not to be a hero, but as one of the hundreds meant to be slaughtered as a display of power by the celestials who imposed the hero system upon the world. They are undefeated, even by the heroes. But Yuin, a mere cleaner, labeled potentialless, seized that dangerous path. And did what no one else could. He killed a celestial. Not one. Two. As an unregistered existence within the system—an error—Yuin became a loophole capable of ending beings beyond the world itself. Yet to those in power, he remains nothing more than a cleaner. He is ignored and overlooked, unaware that he is the very key to defeating the beings they fear most. Now dragged into deadly survival rounds alongside thousands, Yuin fights in places he was meant to die. And there, he climbs the ranks. Like every other, Yuin is granted the privilege to summon players. But unlike the rest, he does not follow the norm. While others summon power, he summons the exceptional. They summon attack players—he summons an alchemist who defies the limits of the world. They summon defenders—he summons a broker, a cunning figure who bends the system’s forbidden laws and deals in what even the system itself does not offer. He is an error. And errors… cannot be controlled.

In a world on the brink of destruction where myths and legends blur together, a prophecy remains the only perspective for the future. It foretells the ultimate struggle between good and evil—the destruction or the salvation of the world—born from the blade brandished by the Warrior of Ashes. However, for Thiongane soldiers like Pierre, this story is nothing more than a tale, a tall story. Amidst the constant horrors and the permanent anguish felt during every new battle against the Djinns for three centuries, they have never seen even a shadow of these Boechins and their radiant powers. And Pierre’s only experience with the gods had long since convinced him that they should expect no favorable divine intervention. But whether one believes it or not changes nothing. Despite himself, Pierre finds himself in the heart of the most tragic and ferocious battle he has ever known, unaware that it is the fruit of manipulations by entities beyond all human conception. And in the ashes of this tragedy, the story of a boy was meant to begin. The first cog in a cruel destiny whose mechanism seems unstoppable. The first prisoner of a web already woven. Georges Badji.

Diversity is humanity’s greatest weapon. A million minds, a million ways to survive, a million ways to die. But in the face of death, everyone unifies. Everyone begs the dark for a God. My name is Sword. It wasn’t always, but I now can’t remember what it was before the Facility took it. I was kidnapped from a normal life and thrown into a place built to grind people into weapons: trials, monsters, human hunters, and choices that rot your morals. Survive, and you earn another day. Fail, and you vanish. Now I’m a soldier with one purpose: war and slaughter. This is my story. (Dark Sci-fi Progression Fantasy)

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