Eden
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Garden passed from person to person. People find solace in the garden.
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At Tracen Academy, greatness isn't rare. But monsters? That's something else entirely. You weren't assigned to train a team. You were assigned to survive one. A group made up of legends, prodigies, and absolute anomalies-each one capable of dominating the track alone, each one too powerful, too prideful, or too broken to be guided in any normal way. They don't need a Trainer. They need someone who can keep them from tearing everything apart. From the suffocating pressure of Symboli Rudolf, whose calm authority hides an iron will that demands perfection... To the overwhelming presence of Narita Brian, a lone wolf who runs like nothing else matters-and maybe nothing does... Then there's Orfevre, a self-proclaimed queen who sees the world as something to conquer, not share... And Gentildonna, a ruthless believer in strength above all, whose idea of "training" might leave you questioning who's really in charge... Watching everything with quiet, calculating eyes, Almond Eye stands apart-calm, observant, and far more dangerous than she seems... And then... There's Deep Impact. Silent. Untouchable. The standard itself. She doesn't need guidance. She barely acknowledges your existence. To her, you're not a Trainer. Just someone who writes things down. In a place where egos clash like storms and every step could turn into a battlefield, your role becomes clear: Not to lead. Not to command. But to endure. Because in a group where everyone is a king, a queen, or something far beyond- The real question isn't who will win. It's who will break first.

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