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The Dream Weaver's Ascendance

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Once a ridiculed "Blank Slate" in a world powered by Awakened skills, Kim Min-jun unexpectedly gains the seemingly useless F-rank skill: Lucid Dream Training. He secretly transforms his dreams into an intensive training ground, mastering combat and surprisingly improving his real-world abilities. Forming the underdog guild "Dream Weaver" with his first allies, he utilizes his unique skill to silently train his low-ranked team to punch far above their weight, drawing the suspicion and hostility of powerful S-rank guilds. Facing deadly conspiracies and global threats, Min-jun's enigmatic guidance and Dream Weaver's unconventional strength earn them international recognition, proving that true power can be forged in the realm of dreams and leading to an unexpected ascendance on the global stage.
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Dark Genesis: The Xenomorph Equation

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