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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

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A palm tore through space.

It was gargantuan, spanning several hundreds of thousands of kilometers, but at the same time, it was minuscule and untraceable.

Damien watched it approach and enlarge in his eyes. He felt its power bearing down on him, locking him in place.

Now at the first stage of building Divinity, he understood more than ever just how unstoppable this palm was.

No matter where he went, no matter how strong he was, this palm would still strike him and still kill him.

It was hopeless.

And that hopelessness was precisely what formed the grin on Damien's face.

'It's always this, huh.' He muttered to himself.

Wasn't it always like this? Wasn't there always someone more powerful waiting in the shadows to strike him for one reason or another?