Last Meteorite System
"When the sky fell, I caught a piece of it—and now the whole world wants it back."
That night, the sky didn't just fall. It burned. Reality tore open, nightmares crawled out, and humanity got hunted to the edge. They call it the Great Awakening now. Eleven years later? I'm still picking up the pieces.
Me? I'm Arjun. Mumbai engineer, barely scraping by, until the day I found it: a pure meteorite shard. Not the corrupted kind that turns you into a monster. The real deal. Fused right into my soul. Now I've got a living system in my head, older than stars, whispering power.
Power like raising the dead. Yeah, the things I kill? They get back up. On my side. Sounds like a win? Wrong. Now every Hunter, every guild, every warlord with a grudge wants what's mine. The monsters are evolving. Getting smarter.
And the worst part? It wasn't random. The sky burning wasn't an accident. It was an invasion. Something ancient and hungry is watching, and Earth is just the next course on its menu.
I didn't ask for this shard. Didn't ask for this war. But the Last Meteorite is still out there, waiting to fall. And when it does? It's game over. Looks like I'm the universe's final mistake.