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

Hushed whispers, shushed erupted following the masked vesper lady's words. The eager crowd of youths standing at the brink of adulthood, or just barely having crossed over it, were shocked to hear his words.

Eventually, one of the boys, a tall boy with a fuzzy short brown head of hair worked up his courage and raised his hands in an attempt to ask for permission to ask. Once the Vesper nodded and turned her attention at him, the boy gulped, and with a hesitant expression donning his otherwise chiseled, handsome, and vigorous face he asked. His honey-colored eyes, which gave him quite the exotic look glimmered under the lamplight.

"E-excuse me, Miss… ehrm… Number 38…" He started, feeling a bit of difficulty to say such a weird designation as a name. Still, he pushed through the discomfort he felt, and with a meek tone of voice, asked. "What did you mean, by what you just said? H-how are we supposed to pay you with credits if we cannot use our money to buy them?"

Chapter 113 -The Way for Wealth