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

"Aren't you celebrating too early… Luke?"

//Meanwhile, back at the Gym…//

The smile froze on Luke, as he heard the voice of this annoying boy. Sounding normal, not even slightly strained as he should normally be considering he is subjected to everyone's ire and attacks.

He sounded calm, not bothered, unfettered by the seemingly unfavorable, one-sided beat down.

Stunned at first, thinking about the hopelessness of his nemesis' situation, the victorious, celebratory smirk returned to his face a few moments later. He sneered, looking at the pile of human bodies as they ganged on the boy and covered him completely.

"To tell you the truth, I don't see any reason not to, Young Master. From here, the situation seems pretty straightforward." He sneered.

Chapter 122 - Practitioner?