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

Inside the school's infirmary that was conveniently placed on the first floor, roughly at the same area as where the teacher's lounge would be just a floor above, Two figures stood beside a boy lying on one of the beds.

The boy was groaning in pain, holding the upper half of his right arm tightly. The lower half was covered in a thick white coat of bandage, he was already considered lucky that besides a cracked elbow joint, nothing serious had happened. His nerves didn't take any damage. Still, that proved little to no comfort to the poor Jack, as he was twisting, hurling in pain still, despite the painkillers he was given. As if that could provide any comfort he was gripping his scrawny limb as tight as he could, whilst doing his best to hold back the tears with gritted teeth.

"Sigh…" The elderly nurse, a mature, motherly-looking short curly black haired woman sighed as she looked at the poor unlucky boy. She didn't speak a word, after all, she didn't need to.

Chapter 108 - At the nurse