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My Plunderer System

In the year 2097, humanity faced a new terror. Cities were destroyed by horrible monsters that came through the dimensional doors. To counter this new terror, humans began to awaken magical abilities and dove into the gates to destroy the oncoming waves of beasts. One student in particular became orphaned due to one of these dimensional doors. He was considered one of the weakest, and was bullied due to his inability protect himself. While being beaten up in an alley one day, the area went into chaos as a dimensional door opened, trapping him and others inside. He was face to face with death when a sudden beam of light came down. "Is this how I die?" the student thought. Waking up in a hospital later, his wounds were healed as if they were never there in the first place, and a strange screen was appearing in his vision... "Welcome to the Plunderer System" Follow Milo Fenix as he uses the system to fight back against his enemies; his weak old self, the beasts, even humans. Will he achieve his goal of becoming the strongest? Will he be able to overcome his past self as someone who was weak? Will he be able to protect the ones he cares about? Find out by reading My Plunderer System. . . . First ever time trying to write a novel so any feedback you have is greatly appreciated :) -Kowatch24

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Chapter 128 - More Changes

"I'm not seeing things am I?" Chris said, shocked from seeing Milo control electricity.

"Nope, you knew I had stories from this summer, this is one of them, and it isn't a good story." As Milo finished this sentence he trailed off and a lot of pain could be seen in his eyes.

Chris and Mark knew that New York had been attacked, but Milo, Krista and Allana hadn't informed them of how bad things had really turned out. Milo did so out of wanting to forget what had happened, while Krista and Allana just weren't as close to the two boys as Milo was. Milo took a seat as he retold the story of the attack for the umpteenth time. He had grown more numb to the feelings tied to what went down by this point. One would only see how much pain he was in when telling the story if they were able to read his mind.