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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<p>No matter how hard he tried to jerk or thug his arm, the boy's hold was like a firm vice; the bald bossman was just unable to pull free. Even worse, his grip was turning unbearable, his fingers dug further and further, testing the elasticity and sturdiness of his skin. Added with the metal covers that actually served the boy's grip better than his wielder's, the leader soon found himself growling and groveling.</p>

<p>"Aaaargh! Let go, you bastard!" Unable to hold back anymore, he cried, quickly lunging himself into the second wave of attack. His right leg kicked out, his stretched muscles carrying all of his remaining strength in a desperate attempt to free himself from this living incarnation of hell.  </p>

Chapter 67 - Is it my turn now?