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The Black Market

WARNING! BOOK CONTAINS SEX/BRUTALITY/RAPE/KILLINGS/GORE/SUBTLE HAREM/ROMANTIC SUBPLOT IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH THE AFOREMENTIONED TAGS, THEN PROCEED WITH CAUTION! Other Ongoing Book: The Immortal's Wine * * * Friction between several big countries escalated in the year 2040 when the world almost ran out of natural resources. In the same year, a terrifying group of unknown individuals surfaced in the world. They numbered more than several hundred thousand, appearing literally out of thin air. To think that such a monstrous group had managed to hide away without anyone's knowledge was inconceivable. The group wreaked havoc in the world with their futuristic weapons. Laser guns, fighter robots, and other advanced weaponry were included in their arsenal. Billions of humans died in the war causing liters of blood to flow in the once flourishing world. The year 2050, Major General Cale Sylvann, a 49-year-old elite and one of the leading figures of Earth Alliance died in battle. "Where am I?" "Calee! Get up or you will be late for school again!" *** Message me on discord: Condemned#0294 Join my discord server to chat with me and other readers on this link: https://discord.gg/JJTF89

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An amalgamation of Elemental Energies

Three days later, Earth Alliance Academy. It was the graduation day of the academy's first batch of students. Everyone was in a celebratory mood, especially the students.

They finally graduated after one year of rigorous training. Throughout the whole year, all they did was practice their marksmanship, martial arts, and survival abilities. They also experienced bloody wars during their missions in the Virtual World.

Their innocence was gone and was replaced by sharp looks of battle-hardened soldiers. They emitted bloodthirsty auras that engulfed the entire graduation venue. The professors had smiles on their faces after seeing their students' growth.

All of them still looked fairly young, but don't be fooled by their outer facade. The weakest among these young graduates were at the very least B-Class level fighters.