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The Bloodline System

In a future timeline, the earth was visited by a species known as the Slarkovs. Having lost their home planet and in search of a new one, the Earth was the next habitable planet for them. Humans and Slarkovs made a deal with each other in return for the Slarkovs living on Earth. The Slarkovs traded their technology and knowledge for a new home. They were similar to humans except for some of them who had slight differences, so fitting into society wasn't a problem. Over the years, Slarkovs and humans began to mate with one another and reproduce offspring. This, in turn, created new species known as the mixedblood. Centuries later, mixedbloods could tap into their bloodline and perform unimaginable feats. Gustav was born into an age where bloodline determines everything and struggles to fit in with a useless bloodline. His bloodline only grants him the ability to change his hair colour, destroying his hopes and dreams for a great future. His fate is turned around when an unexpected situation leads to him finding a system that grants him the power to unlock and upgrade bloodlines by completing quests, but he's baffled by two quests with a five-year deadline. Success will grant him unimaginable rewards... But only one thing awaits him if he fails... Death! Follow Gustav on his interesting journey filled with unprecedented adventures, danger, and death, maybe? PS: The MC's character growth happens more than once in this story. Join my discord server » https://discord.gg/kSde8pwr

TimVic · Kỳ huyễn
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Late Night Troubles

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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On his right hand side was a feminine figure clad in all black and a ski mask. On his left hand side was a chubby looking male with mean looking eyes and bald head. He had a circular tattoo on his head, making it look like he had hair.

The domineering figure sitting in their midst was a man with long blue hair who had a black strap tied around his eyes. He was clad in dark robes with golden star patterns all over. 

He was currently crossing his leg with an unreadable expression and a laidback posture as he listened to the report of the person before him.

The man before him was in brown trench coat, a small hat and gloves on his hand. He had a small scar above his left brow and looked quite nefarious. 

"He never came back. Just like the one before and the one before and the one before..." This man spoke.

"Another failure uh?" The domineering man sitting in their midst voiced.