At the year was 2045, the world was infested with gates, monsters and magic, bringing humanity to the brink of extinction.

Strange magical beasts in different forms and shapes broke out of 'gates' that spawned all over the planet, wrecking havoc and killing everything in their way.

No bullets or missles seemed to work against them, leaving them to spread carnage in their wake.

All hope seemed lost when 'they' appeared.

People with special powers, able to generate tornados to sweep the lands, waves to send the ocean tumbling and meteors to split the earth apart.

They were people with special powers, born out of the magic the gates brought with them to the world.

Once the monsters were defeated, a voice spread throughout the world.

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And with it, it brought what's known as the system.

Every awakened person had a system and a special ability they had to master.

People with special abilities were known as Hunters, defenders of humanity.

Said defenders would go on to clear gates, and more importantly, the 'Tower'.

The tower was vast, with dozens of floors, and homed many species, monsters, organisms, treasures, and in essence, opportunities.

Whoever could climb the tower was sure to become successful at life, if they survived that is.

What does all this have to do with me?

Well, it's been over ten years since the gates spawned.

The world had changed a lot, but eventually, it returned to its normal functions.

I go to high school now, yeah. The schools reopened even in the event of an apocalypse.

But you see, there's a catch.

"Hey loser."

A boy yelled at me as I was walking down the school corridor.

"You gonna light my cigarette with your shitty ass F rank power? Eh?"

He strut forward, his figure towering over mine, and took out a single cigarette from his pocket before bringing it to his lips.

Leaning in, he brought the butt to my face, waiting.

"Well go ahead fucker, whattaya waitin' for?"

He barked, seeing my hesitation.

Slowly, i gathered the courage to look him in the eye.

"Last time i got in trouble because of you and your cigarette, I'm not doing it again."

Murmurs sounded out from the people surrounding us.

Dylan, the bully backed down and scratched his head before putting his cigarette back in his pocket.

"Sigh."

He let out a breath, looking around with a contemplating expression.

"So you got in trouble huh? What should we do about it, we can't have our precious lighter get in trouble for us eh."

His face froze as his eyes landed on me, a vicious grin overtaking his lips.

"As If!"

Strong gales formed around his arm as he raised his hand to punch me.

I closed my eyes and prepared for the impact, but it never came.

Slowly opening my eyes, i saw a girl standing in front of me and blocking the blow.

"Oi Dylan, you're running wild again just cause I wasn't around for a couple days?"

A hint of fear flashed past Dylan's face before he masked it.

"Get outta my way you crazy bitch, i have a lesson to teach this bastard."

A hint of annoyance appeared on the girl's face upon hearing that.

Her arm tensed, and Dylan's fist that was stuck in her palm was crushed.

"Augh, aughhh!"

Groans of pain escaped the boy's mouth soon.

His defiant expression nowhere to be seen, he started begging.

"Sorry big sister, i was wrong, please forgive me, i stepped out of line."

The girl, Sara, looked at Dylan with a cold face for a few seconds before letting go and turning to leave.

"Loser." She spat out as she did so.

I looked at her while she leaving, her black hair and eyes, her bright-red lips, her long eyelashes, her bosom which was so large the button's of her shirt were holding on for dear life, and lastly, her legs, barely covered by her short skirt, revealing her full, plump, long, and jade-like legs, and more importantly, her buttocks which were just about visible if you got a good angle.

Her figure was one to drool for, but no one stared at her for more than three seconds, they were all too afraid.

Seeing that she already put some distance between us, i hurried and stuttered.

"Th-Thank you."

She turned her head and spared me a glance, locking her large, beautiful black eyes with mine momentarily.

I could see contempt in them, and even disgust.

"Hey you."

She spoke slowly, scaring me witless.

I didn't know what she wanted from me. She was a bully who showed no one any mercy. She had an A rank power and was among the strongest students of the school. She hung out with her own gang, whose memebrs were all powerful students like herself.

If she wanted to beat someone, there was no one amongst the students to stop her.

I watched as she moved toawards me and reached out to her huge huge bosom and took out a cigarette.

She put it in her mouth upon reaching me, and stuck her face close to mine enough for me to smell her perfume wafting into the air.

Our lips were one cigarette apart, and out eyes were tightly locked together.

"Light it." She demanded, not a hint of emotion in her eyes.

I shivered under her gaze, before doing as told.

I opened my mouth and a small flame burst out, lighting the cigarette butt on fire.

She took a deep puff before taking the cigarette out of her mouth.

She came forward, bringing our face together, so much so that we were almost about to kiss, just a hair strand away.

My eyes alternated between her luscious lips and her deep black eyes staring at me with coldness.

Before our lips could touch, she opened her mouth and emptied her breath all over my face, the smoke engulfing me a in a matter of seconds.

I didn't dare say, or do anything regardless. I was too afraid to move.

"I didn't save you, you little prick. You're nothing but our school's lighter, a piece of trash, remember that."

Slowly, she uttered those words, the sweet smell of her mouth wafting into my nostrils everytime she spoke.

Stunned, and scared simultaneously, i nodded my head obediently.

"Yes mommy."

Sara's eyes opened wide hearing that.

"What did you just say?"

My face drained of color, i hurriedly corrected myself.

"Yes, senior. I understand. I'm nothing but a lighter just like you say."

Sara's eyes settled back to their cold appearance before she nodded.

"Yeah, that's what I thought.

Now fuck off." She whispered as she beckoned for me to get lost.

Immediately, i turned away and started walking, not daring to look back.

Sara too began her march, her friends waiting for her at the end of the corridor.

As I was leaving, i looked back at her gleefully, at her gravity-bending butt cheeks which were yet to be touched by any boy.

Sighing to myself, i looked down at my bulging crotch and shook my head.

"I'm sorry boner-kun, i don't think you'll ever get the chance to lay your hands on Sara, not with the way I'm treated because of my F-rank talent."

Putting my hands in my pocket, i walked back home as i stared at the horizon, at the endless sky, and at its wonders.