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My SSS-Rank Grim Reaper System

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In a world where people awaken legendary beings upon turning 18— dragons capable of destroying mountains, phoenixes that set the skies ablaze, divine beasts that alter reality— Alex Carter awakened… Death. A small skeletal figure. A toy scythe. F-rank. Expelled from Celestial Academy and turned into the kingdom's laughingstock, his destiny seemed sealed. But ranks can lie. What Alex summoned was not a weak creature… but a sealed fragment of the true Grim Reaper—an existence so terrifying that even the gods joined forces to imprison it a thousand years ago. Seven fragments. Seven bearers. Seven paths to the end. While others train their companions… Alex can do the impossible. Evolve Death itself. Every corpse becomes a soldier. Every battlefield, his domain. Every soul… power. And as more fragments awaken— the world will understand, too late that what they scorned… was the beginning of something far worse than death. [System] [Action] [Dark Fantasy] [Taming Beasts] [Necromancer] [Army Building]
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