The_Celestial_King

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Earth, the year 2063. Technology has stagnated after reaching a certain threshold. There were a lot of breakthroughs in innovation and inventions, but nothing groundbreaking enough that will send scientists crazy. 

In that situation, a strange phenomenon starts to appear from different parts of the world: Unique children born with Special Ability.

And finally, Scientists went CRAZY like never before!!!

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Bala, our MC, was born bearing a Unique Ability. An ability that he did not completely understand. 

At the age of fifteen, he was first kidnapped by a group of Mysterious Witches. After he managed to escape, a few years later he was kidnapped again by one of the most Powerful Organisations in the world. 

In the Organisation's Research Facility, he met with others like him, with ability.

From the Facility, Bala learned about an impending doom encroaching toward Earth. 
Unfortunately, for Bala, the World Authority (World Government) thinks he has one of the few Abilities require to stop the Calamity. And it might lead to their death to do so.

To save his life, a game of chase began between him, and almost every Country and All-powerful Organisations in the world! 

If that is not enough a group of Ancient Sorcerers and Witches also wants a piece of him too!

Will he be able to save himself from the terrible fate of being a sacrifice to save Earth? 

Maybe not!!!!

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The Lost Asteroids

The shadow is Clone B, his speed was fast and I applaud at that, as he was silent and sneaky even to my current perspective. If I was not in hypervigilance I would not have noticed him.

It's more like he was covered with something that evades sight!

He attacked with right-hand fingers straight to Clone A neck. Observing the stretched fingers I know their strength is enough to puncture through the Clone A neck.

He was just inches away from his neck.

I sighed as I clenched my right hand to a fist. And from the centre of my palm, a warm thick liquid comes out which solidifies in an instant. I expand it, then mould it to extend and become a club that may pack a bit of a punch.

The club is two-meter long and its diameter is the size of a Balarabe head.

C 196. Serene Carefree Battle!