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Infinite Mana In The Oasis

Meet Eren Idril, just your average Joe trying to navigate a world that's gone full sci-fi bonkers. We're talking flying cars, holographic pets, the whole shebang. But here's the kicker: amidst all the flashy gadgets and mind-bending tech, there's something even more mind-blowing going on—mana. Now, this ain't your run-of-the-mill magic trick. Nope, mana's the real deal, and only the elite, the cream of the crop, the Rankers, get to play with it. They're basically like the cool kids in high school, but with superpowers and a really fancy title. But here's where things get spicy. While everyone's busy flexing their mana muscles and living it up in this brave new world, there's trouble brewing on the horizon. Like, end-of-humanity kind of trouble. Turns out, Earth ain't the safe haven it used to be, and now folks are scrambling to find a new place to call home. Enter Eren Idril, the ultimate underdog in a world full of heroes and villains. He's not your typical protagonist, more like the guy you'd find chilling in the background, minding his own business. But when he stumbles upon a power that everyone else thinks is busted, well, let's just say things are about to get interesting. - Grayback

Grayback · Fantaisie
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Meeting Malcolm Again

It was business as usual for Malcolm Merlot.

His goods were selling like normal. His shady business was always prosperous. And his personal growth was unstoppable as well. The bald man had stepped into the Arch rank.

Malcolm started having hair follicles on his bald head after he broke into the Arch rank. It meant that the breakthrough had taken care of the malfunction he had in his mana circuits. Still, the guy had grown accustomed to his bald head. So he had to shave his head often to look the same.

3 PM. Gilaahan.

The afternoon heat had died down. Mortals and rankers were busy doing their work. So the afternoon time frame was sort of like an unofficial break for all the shopkeepers in the city.