Good Life

Inside of a hotel, on the top floor, you could see a boy with black hair and cyan eyes. He had marks on his face and he was quite handsome, this was Quinn. Quinn was 3 years and 7 months old. During this time he didn't do anything, literally, he just messed around.

Apparently, his parents owned a hotel, a high-class one at that. His plan was to somehow give his parents a lot of money so he could live well. But, low and behold, his parents owned a hotel. His father mostly spent his time in the bar on one of the top floors.

He liked to make drinks so working in a bar was mostly for fun for him. His quirk was the ability to share memories between people. He couldn't read Quinn's though, his mental fortitude was just too high. He could only see the memories Quinn wanted him to see.

His mother worked in a coffee shop in the hotel. Her quirk allowed her to control glass. Neither of them were heroes, they liked their peaceful lives. From what they told Quinn, his mother met his father in a bar, their common likes are why they decided to go out and eventually get married.

Quinn was currently in front of a tv watching G.O.T (Game of Thrones). He was in his room and it was soundproof, of course, he didn't watch it in front of his parents. He wasn't that much of a bastard to not care for his parents, he had some morals. Not much, but some.

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Name: Quinn Alexander

Titles:

Age: 3 Years 7 Months

Race: Supreme Primordial

God-Level Gacha: ♾

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Forms: Human, Wolf,

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Active Skills: Gate of Babylon

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Magic/Manipulations: Absolute Space Control

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Passive Skills: Instant Regeneration, Thermal Resistance, Pain Nullification

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Inventory: Watch of Time,

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[Absolute Space Control: Is a fusion of space magic and space manipulation]

(A/N: In most of my novels magic and manipulates are different, you could say there are the same but in this novel, they aren't. Just a heads up for the future)

Quinn didn't open many gacha, there was no need to. He wanted to be lazy until he was older. Then he can fuck bitches and fight people.

(A/N: I did say he was a bastard, don't blame me if you don't like him, I'm just the author)

Quinn turned off the tv and put on a cartoon, in the next moment, his mother talked in. She said, "Oh Quinn, you're up. Come eat before your father and I leave." "Coming." she left and Quinn rolled out of all the blankets he was wrapped in.

He fell to the ground and got up going to the dining room. He hated getting up in the morning, well, he didn't really sleep since he didn't need it but getting out of bed was a nightmare. He would spend the whole night moving around until he got the perfect spot, then, fucking 1 hour later his mother walks in and ruins it all.

It was just a pain, to be honest. When Quinn arrived at the dining room he saw both his parents, his father said, "Oh, good morning, Quinn." "Good morning." Quinn sat on a chair and saw pancakes, they only had pancakes on Fridays and he completely forgot it was that day.

His parents were chatting and he was just eating, not paying attention. Their conversation just wasn't interesting to him, he wanted to go and watch his show. He didn't have long before he was forced to go to school, he could just what and get a skill that can make clones and send one to school while he stays home.

After some time, they finished eating, and his parents left. Quinn brushed his teeth and took a shower. After that, he went to his room and tried to get comfortable. For some reason when he went back in his spot it just didn't feel the same, he cursed, now he has to spend the next 5 hours trying to get a new spot.

"Lilly open 6 gacha," he said turning on the tv.

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Dragon Bloodline Token]

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Juice (Rarity: S)]

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Fruit of Immortality (Rarity: S)]

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Black Gloves (Rarity: SS)]

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Sword of the Dragon God (Rarity: ???)]

[Congratulations! Host has gained: Revival Token]

[Fruit of Immortality: A fruit that makes whoever eats it immortal]

[Black Gloves: Black gloves make by an unknown supreme being as a gift to his defendants]

[Sword of the Dragon God: A sword made by the 5th dragon God, who spent years making it only to die from by the hands of his own son]

[Revival Token: Can bring anyone back to life no matter how long they were dead for]

Quinn took out the gloves and put this on his nightstand. He used the race token soon after.

[New system function unlocked: Race Evolution]

[Race Evolution: When you kill a living thing you will get levels and you can distribute the levels to any race you have, then maxed out the race can evolve]

"Oh, let me see."

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[Distributable Levels (D.L): 1]

Forms: Human (0/10), Wolf (0/10), Dragon (0/10)

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"I see." Quinn didn't need the fruit since he was already immortal. The sword would but useful, well, he didn't really need it since he had Gate of Babylon but it was still cool. The revival token would be useful for a rainy day as well.

Quinn took out the juice which was clear, he took a sip and up it away. He was good, way too good. But yeah, he was S rank. He wondered who SSS rank juice would taste, he didn't even know if that was a thing.