SagelyDaoist

Getting a chance to join a reputed college, chance to represent his country in international sports, a 15 year Ryan had everything a person could dream off to have a stable career and one day a lavish life but alas it all changed one night because of It’s arrival. The world itself changed because of It, Earth’s geography barely recognizable anymore, all semblance of Modern Civilization erased and survivors began to mutate as Humanity tethered on the brink of extinction as the people slowly succumbed into their baser needs, the world became place where only the Strongest may survive. 
Ryan himself had changed he gained the Power to manipulate Technology on his mere whim, but what would he do when technology itself had disappeared from the face of the planet build everything anew, while journey through and rediscovering a new but treacherous planet, fighting, foraging, rescuing others and trying to survive and may be one day unearth the truth behind the cataclysm.


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A technomancer’s journey in an apocalyptic world

Ryan sighed again as the entire situation was testing his patience poorly.

'First the Soul Eaters, then ants, and now this idiot, and I am nearing my limits.'

'Why could I not get a break once in a while? I could have bombarded them from a long distance, but no, my luck had to drag me and get involved with this place; I am now fighting ants and idiots; I hate my life.'

The 'Soul Eater' raised its head as its nature, nurtured and honed by years of experience, screamed at it for some hidden danger.

Its human-like face formed a frown, its lips parted, and a feminine voice came from it, "Sam, Sam, is my coffee ready?"

These dreadful creatures are known to wear their latest victim's face and mimic their voice while uttering a scant few phrases from when their victims were alive.

As they did others, an army of blazing red ants suddenly pounced on it.

The city of Arohold (Part-3)