SEP1A

The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical.

Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable.

With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question.

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Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps.

His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement.

When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck.

Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel.

Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box.

Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable.

It was all for first love.

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Devil Child

Daniel knew of the intricate mining system Northville had constructed sub-ground but had no concept of how elaborate it truly is. Dashing through the mines, Daniel and Noe have seconds to make decisions on the paths they should take from roads that diverge in multiple directions.

Were it not for Daniel's Borne sight, that easily distinguishes objects in the dark, the Ephemerals could easily be lost within the maze the mine makes up.

It only takes ten minutes to tire Noe and Daniel's cognitive skills in such a winding, never-ending labyrinth.

However, exhaustion is not an option. The Greater Ephrenes whose abilities do not depend on air or water are hot on their tracks, listening to each of the Ephemerals steps and using the echo of the tunnels to keep track of them.

"Should we split up?" Jinn suggests.

"No!" the Ephemerals agree unanimously.

Chasing the Labyrinth Part 1