Two years ago, the sky turned red.
Not just the hue of sunset—but crimson like blood, spreading across the horizon as if the heavens themselves had been torn open. That day marked the end of peace and the beginning of hell.
Gates—massive, swirling black voids—ripped open above cities. From them emerged monsters. Ogres. Dragons. Demons. Creatures not even myths dared describe. The world fell into chaos.
And in the middle of it all stood Derukan, a young military trainee barely 19, trying to protect the only family he had left—his younger sister, Elya.
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“Derukan!” she screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks as they ran through fire-laced streets. “Don’t leave me!”
“I won’t,” he said, eyes sharp. “Stay behind me. I’ll protect you.”
But fate didn’t care about promises.
From above, a winged beast descended. Its claws glinted. Derukan turned too late.
A searing pain shot through him. His right arm was gone—ripped clean off.
Blood poured. The world dimmed.
He saw Elya’s terrified face... then a portal opened beneath him. Darkness swallowed him whole.
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He died.
Or so it seemed.
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A soft hum. Sterile white lights. Strange voices.
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Derukan opened his eyes. He was alive—but not in his world.
Alien machines pulsed around him. Scientists with glowing eyes and cybernetic implants observed him from a glass chamber.
“He survived interdimensional transfer,” one whispered. “Regenerative abilities confirmed. Begin fusion.”
They called themselves researchers. But not from Earth.
They were from another dimension.
They didn’t just heal him—they rebuilt him.
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His right arm was replaced—not with metal, but something more. Monster tissue. Dimensional tech. A living, breathing weapon.
Flesh fused with code. Muscle powered by energy cores. It responded to his thoughts. It could transform, analyze, destroy, and even create.
And it was alive.
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Two years passed.
Derukan returned to Earth—alone, cloaked in mystery, his glowing right arm hidden beneath a black suit. A dark visor covered his eyes, which now scanned reality itself.
To the world, he was an unranked nobody. Below even F-Class.
But the truth was far from that.
Within him lay a hidden rank never recorded before—SSSS-Class.
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On the ruins of a fallen city, Derukan stood.
His mechanical eye flickered.
> Subject Detected:
Class A Monster – Ogre Variant
Status: Feeding
Weakness: Lower back spine cluster
He stepped forward. His arm morphed into a jagged blade, charged with otherworldly energy.
“I’m coming for you, Elya,” he whispered.
“And I’ll destroy anything in my way.”
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To be continued...
