Shaele

In the distant future, mankind is on the brink of extinction.  Standing atop the rubble of their apocalyptic future, an old man, tired of his centuries-old existence finally managed to find a piece of hope back in the past, before all happened. A young boy, the last shard of light carries within him the last hope of humanity.

He may be the one that could finally break the cycle, he may be the one that could finally overcome this eternal curse, this dreaded organism that he himself and many others before him tried to control but ultimately failed. 

With all his remaining strength, he completes the ritual that will hopefully alter the destiny mankind is about to face. 

Unfortunately for the boy, the weight, the burden he will have to carry will be immense. Can he overcome the hatred he will be subjected to and stand up from whence nobody should be able to? 

This is the story of Lucien Shaw, the Wretched One.

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Prime Evolver System

Pravitas crashed down on the ground like a perfectly hit volleyball to the sandy beach, drawing a straight line in the dirt as he tumbled helplessly for several yards before his body finally stopped.


He spat up a handful of blood, as he reached for his chest, shocked to feel the vicious remarks of the horrific attack of the beast.


With great effort, he slowly pushed himself off the ground. His mouth smeared with his own dirty blood, painting a pretty pathetic visage of the haughty entity just a couple of moments ago.


Still, the smirk never left his expression, he continued to eye the beast with eyes filled with contempt and disdain. 


With great effort, he slowly pushed out each of his words.


"So… That is all?… A weak claw… mark is all… you are capable of?" Pravitas wanted to laugh, but he could only muster a meager chuckle. Even that was quickly replaced by the erupting coughing fit, as another ball of bloodied saliva was spat on the ground.


Chapter 60 - A surprising move