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Void Evolution System

5 years ago, Earth was subject to an event now known as the “World Awakening”. At that time, the world completely changed. Mana awakened in the world, gates began opening, and a holographic screen showed up in front of the eyes of every human that outlined their “status”. Each individual was given a talent to start with, ranging from simple abilities like enhanced eyesight to insane fantasy stuff like pyrokinesis. And within this myriad of abilities, Damien awakened a spatial affinity with the skill “short-distance teleportation”. At first, he was excited, thinking about intense battles and gaining great power, but the reality was quick to shoot him down. His ability only worked in the area 10 meters around himself, and his physical stats were insanely weak, leaving him tired after using his ability a couple of times. Disillusioned by his weakness, Damien lived a quiet life doing anything he could to meet ends meet, until one day, everything changed. Damien was betrayed and thrown into a gate, left to fend for himself in a labyrinth of beasts. Something snapped in him that day. He refused to stay weak and keep his head down any longer. When he emerged from the darkness, he found himself in a new world with no idea how to return to earth. However, he wasn’t the same kid he was when he first fell. ===== Discord: https://discord.gg/sEfafFXazb ===== Cover by Lia.Audelia

Crocs_is_Dead · Fantasy
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"Do you wish to take me as a slave? If so, then it would be more apt for you to kill me now."

Zenith's immediate response was a wild accusation, but one that could be understood.

Dragons were a rare commodity in the Heavenly World. The fact of the matter was that the cultures of a world where people aged so slowly wouldn't change nearly as rapidly. Those practices, where dragons and men alike were enslaved for others' pleasure, were still very prominent in certain regions of the world.

Damien was not a dragon. He was either a human or a creature disguised as one. Either way, he was from the outside world. 

It was practically impossible for him to have pure intentions.

As someone who had lived so long, Zenith hardly believed in goodwill. Hell, even if it was goodwill, what could he even do with more life?

All he would gain was more years trapped in this dark and desolate place, wishing for everything but never achieving anything.