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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"If you are worried about the trash we left outside, don't be. My men will make sure to clean up." Being invited into the only extra room in the small groceries store, which was mostly used to check-in for the shifts and on the incredibly rare occasions when the owner would be available, as his office.

Now, however, it was hastily remade as a makeshift meeting room. Offering the sole chair in the room for the lady, Lucien and Jack sat down on the floor with their backs leaned against the walls.

Even then, seeing the worried, concerned look on the young Jack's face, his quick glances towards the back area where more than two dozen burly men were left in the dirt, Sera smiled at him and offered a few words to calm him.

Her words did hit the mark, his worries slowly eased up, replaced by a contemplative look instead.

Chapter 70 - From rags to riches