No Power, No Chains
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In a world where power defines worth, Shallot Black was born with nothing. No gift. No glory. Just a name and a legacy that wanted him erased.
Cast out by the Black family and forgotten by a system that worships strength, Shallot disappeared. But he didn't die. He trained. He planned. And in the silence between wars and headlines, a new name began to surface.
Reaper.
He doesn't wear a cape. He doesn't need a spotlight. But when the world's foundations start to crack when hero agencies fall, and power becomes panic all eyes turn to the one man they couldn't control.
Shallot isn't here to save the system.
He's here to dismantle it.
Because the powerless were never weak.
And the Reaper never asks permission to cut the chain.
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