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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"Aaaargh! Let me go, you… f*cking… ogre!" Thomas hollered amidst his woeful cries. The vice-like grip of the hulking Nebula Lumis Guard was way above what the scrawny, weak newest generation nouveau riche could handle.

He was holding his hand below his captively held right wrist. Desperate as he tried to tug it, pull it free from its captor's hold. Yet, no matter how much he tried, the rapidly growing, surging pain was more than what the young master could withstand. Soon, his howls turned into miserable sobs, his pulls growing weaker and weaker as the last strands of his strength was gradually leaving his tired body.

In barely a minute, just as the door was pushed open, his roars were nothing more than weak, pathetic sobs of a man that held no ounce of his disdain, contemptuous arrogance.

Chapter 110 - Prey and Predator