A huge sigh resounded inside an expansive room, followed by the sound of someone slumping on the bed.
Atticus gazed up at the ceiling, completely lost in thought. He had found out about the title "Apex" a few days ago and learned about his enormous responsibilities. However, that wasn't even what had him thinking now.
'It's only going to get harder from here on out,' Atticus pondered, already anticipating what was coming. He truly had never expected it. Just how are the Apexes of the other races so strong?
Atticus knew his situation well; he was basically a walking cheat. The gap between him and his other human peers was crazy large. Although he expected the other races to be strong, this was far, far too much.
'It can't be. If there was such a gap between the humans and other races, then humanity should have gone extinct by now,'
Atticus suddenly remembered Magnus's words: this generation's Apexes are a different breed altogether.
