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Speed Is King

WPC 242 Gold Winner. SSS Beast Apostle System and Survival Racing in Apocalypse. When the aliens invaded earth, they didn’t come for its resources as many doomsayers had proclaimed throughout the years. Instead, they came for fun. They came, flattened earth’s biggest cities and turned the world into a planet-sized stadium for their civilization. The sport? Survival Racing. Ferocious alien beasts were unleashed upon the ruins of the world along with thousands of alien death-row fugitives who were only told one thing: Kill the humans, survive the year and regain your freedom. Elliot was a survivor. He died right before he entered the final 15 days of the Games. But as his consciousness began to slip away, a metallic voice rang out within his soul. Mission failed. Activating sponsor’s Boon: Reverse Time Walk. Activating sponsor's Boon: Beast System. "Welcome to the Beast System. My name is Hawk, your AI." ----------------------------------------------------------- EXCERPT from Chapter 1: Elliot screamed in absolute exhilaration as he smashed his foot on the brakes, just enough to fully utilize the power of his ceramic brakes but not so much that his tires locked up. He went from two hundred miles an hour to forty miles an hour in a heartbeat. He entered the sharp corner from the outside at the maximum entry speed and skillfully brought his car to the threshold of his tire’s grip. SCREEE!! He took the corner at record speed like a professional racer and then floored the pedal to the metal once more! ---------------------------------------------------------- Action packed start. Please give it 15 chapters for the plot to thicken :) This is my 3rd novel, I hope you'll enjoy it! Join my discord channel for a richer reading experience with pictures! :) https://discord.gg/ZqdTKhtn6z

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Primal Alexander

"Set up a Hegemon Level Universe-Wide Tournament. The winner gets the power up after signing a complete contract of loyalty with me and his/her original power." Primal Dul'Akharat said forcefully.

He looked around the room which was full of powerful Primals and waited for their opinions.

"Three is stronger than two, four doesn't break as easily as three. I propose the winner signs that contract with 5 Primals to make it foolproof." A lazy voice rang out from the corner of the room.

It was from a human being!

He looked extremely casual. Tshirt, jeans, nikes and a right arm completely covered with tattoos.

"Primal Alexander. As always, your inputs are valuable. Five Primals it is. We will select the five from five different factions. The origin faction, my faction and…" Primal Dul'Akharat trailed off.

"A pre tournament competition then, to determine the participating factions." Primal Alexander said with a smile.

"Sounds fun."

"Agreed."

"Let's do it."