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

Following the tingles rolling through his bones, Jinn interacts with the world in a new light. Jinn's nose fills with the scent of acid, yet it does not burn him. Instead, the acid particles connect Jinn to the air, which flows into the pouring rain and leads Jinn to feel the brewing clouds above.

For the first time, Jinn sees the sky not as a limit but as a connection to the universe. The Earth's surface not as everything there is but a short layer of what can be.

As raindrops pelt against Jinn's firm flesh, Jinn roots his feet into the rust beneath him. Unlike how Jinn had to yield to the rust's merciless edges just minutes before, the rust is now crushed by the weight of Jinn's body.

Jinn can feel everything. His calves, his chest, his abdominal muscles, they all rise and fall to the occasion of Jinn's breaths.

Taller than he has ever been, the horizon seems so far below him.

She Came Back Part 2